Post-Mortem on a Pillow War

He can put on his own pillowcases, I fumed, fumbling to fit my own maroon pillowcase over bulging queen-sized bulk.  And if anyone says, “I love God,” and hates his brother, he is a liar…  Oh! but his words hurt me so, I said in my head as I slammed two clean cases-as hard as fabric can…

More Meek?

Mom, that sounds like you and Dad arguing, ya’ know? So interjected seven-year-old Gabe, as I wrote this very post yesterday. In the background, a radio talk show host was arguing with a caller. I wish I could say his comment was scripted. In May I posted an introduction to Mademoiselle Meekness.  I offered some reasons…