Day 4

Trinity
Three meaningful times:
Borage on our wedding cake
My June gift to Rob
Then…
Garnish on the soup!
Imagine my gratitude
Divine Iona
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Day 4

Trinity
Three meaningful times:
Borage on our wedding cake
My June gift to Rob
Then…
Garnish on the soup!
Imagine my gratitude
Divine Iona
Day 3

We made it to Iona on this, the third anniversary of Rob’s surgery for bladder cancer. He is well now. Thank God.
I miss Rob AND I am very grateful, over-the-top grateful, simultaneously.
This is my home-away-from-home, a B & B down the lane from the hotel where we share our meals and where most of the others are staying.
Day 2

I signed up for this trip from the wait list and learned I had a space to travel in late April. For this reason, I flew to Glasgow
(pronounced Glaz-go, by Londoners at least) on a later flight than the others.
That meant I had a longer layover in London.
To think this multi-faith prayer space was directly on my route in the giant Heathrow airport while I waited. People like me feel lonely here every day; they get lost…and found.
I took off my shoes and joined the pray-ers, welcoming their quiet company.
Day 1

It takes several traveling legs to get to the island of Iona in Scotland. I started the trek with others from my church today.
My morning question for this pilgrimage is,“Why am I here?” My evening question is,
“What were the gifts?”
In the 11th hour of packing, it occurred to me that I could take along the tiniest stone hearts from the collection I used before I retired, when I counseled kids and their parents. I imagine I will leave a few on the beach as I pray—for the friend who’s waiting for biopsy results, and another one who is suffering complications after surgery. For Rob’s dear brother. For my elderly mother.
Can I offer part of my heart for you too?

My Roe v Wade story is complicated and private. They all are. Suffice it to say: Me Too.