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Missing Grandma: Meditations on My Mother’s Mental Illness

Today, my mother-in-law arrives. My husband’s mother visits every four to five months. Her soft blouses predictably sport cheerful, butterfly designs. She enjoys drinking a cold Stella beer and walking barefoot in the backyard of our south Florida home. Her beautiful, white hair shines in the sun. She loves to read to our two-year-old boy Taber. He calls her “Nana.” Read more.  

  • December 3, 2014
  • By Amy Wright Glenn

Coming Home: Transforming Pain and Embracing Beauty

I stand with my son in northern Utah. Together we harvest raspberries in my aunt’s backyard. Mountain foothills blanketed in fall colors surround her home. A late September chill fills the air. I could stare at these mountains for hours. I draw upon the memory of their strength when I am away from this land of my birth. My soul drinks in their beauty. I didn’t realize I was so thirsty. Nothing else signals my return home as much as…

  • December 3, 2014
  • By Amy Wright Glenn

Cancer at Christmas: Reflections on Gratitude and Hope

It’s a quiet day in the hospital. My footsteps echo down the cold, clean corridor. I pass the gift shop and notice red and green tinsel decorations signifying the season of celebration and light. As a chaplain, I witness people grieve, love, heal, and die. How to wrestle with the reality of the body’s fragility – of the body’s inevitable date with death – at a time when so much of the world celebrates a joyful birth? The juxtaposition between…

  • December 3, 2014
  • By Amy Wright Glenn