Entries by Lynda Hatcher

The Christmas Shark

They say that writing a book can be as painful as giving birth. I’m thinking quadruplets–no epidural. Nevertheless, we’re on the home stretch of this delivery. With the holidays fast approaching, I’m sharing seasonal excerpts from one of our chapters. Years later, I can look back with a sense of humor–sort of. ________________________________________________________________________________________ I checked […]

Frederick Buechner on Secrets

“What we hunger for, perhaps more than anything else, is to be known in our full humanness, and yet, that is often just what we also fear more than anything else. It is important to tell at least from time to time the secret of who we truly and fully are … because otherwise, we […]

The Greek Chorus

The Greek Chorus doesn’t sit at our breakfast table, doesn’t attend our child’s teacher conferences or our family counseling sessions; yet, we often give them access to our control panel. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Onlookers take credit for the straight  A’s, the trophies, the merit scholarships. Their children’s records are unblemished. A tardy slip. A library fine. […]

It’s Just an Illusion

Constance and I worked for two days this week via Face Time. It was the next best thing to her being here in my sunroom, where we usually write. Here’s a snippet, from yesterday’s efforts, of the many pearls of wisdom I collected over the years from my counselor, Pat. —————————————————————————————————————————- Pat explained that we’re […]