Author - Andrea Kidd

Waiting…Waiting…Waiting… In the doctor’s waiting room I glance at other “waiters”. We are all waiting for that call: our name. I notice a...

“Καλά Χριστούγεννα” or “Merry Christmas” Do you say “Merry Christmas!” or “Happy Holidays!”? Which do you prefer? Does it matter to you? Does the...

Remembering A Day in War-Time Britainby Jean Crook I was a little girl about three or four years old in 1941 or 1942. We lived in Richmond Surrey, nine...

The Fire The fire was breaking into pieces as it was falling into the washbasin. The first flames were disappointed to feel cold, wet porcelain and they died...

Music Therapy Again we left Eileen resting on lamb’s wool in her hospital incubator. Sterile stainless steel, white walls, uniforms, and quiet surrounded us...

The Universe When the night is too hot for sleeping, go outside and look up into the heavens as far as your eye can see. Is the moon a crescent or full? Can...

A Wrestling Match Alone at last, Jacob sat down by the fire he had made on the hillside overlooking the Jabbok River and hugged his knees. He played with the...

Indecision Why do I leave my warm home to walk in this wild, windy weather? Because languishing in indecision in the comfort of my home does not satisfy my...

A Tight Turn Jeremy had set out their practice course carefully. Competition would be stiff and challenging. But, Hunter was a nimble horse, obedient and...

Judas and Peter “Why does Jesus insist on going to Jerusalem?” asked Peter, “They’re going kill him!” “Remember?” Judas replied. “He told us the time has...