Becky Blue
  • Writing Lessons The bright white square book rests stately on the wrought iron stand weighting down the corner of my kitchen counter. Its friendly blue font and crisp Norwegian stitchery frames a smooth kitchen tile covered with a carefully handwritten recipe. A simple book teaching me so many lessons. Feeding my soul. We call the book Made with […] No responses August 30, 2018
  • Be the ball. When was the last time you played tetherball or even thought about tetherball? NFL quarterback Eli Manning brought me down memory lane recently during a teaser for his entertaining Super Bowl commercial where he proclaims, “I’m good at tetherball.” I’m not sure I ever saw anyone who was good at tetherball but I have no […] 5 responses February 12, 2018
  • Want comfort food? Two pounds of ground beef from my brother Paul’s farm drops into the hot stainless steel soup pot and quickly sizzles. It is soon followed by canned tomatoes, all sorts of chopped vegetables—cabbage, carrots, celery, potatoes, and a critical mix of salt, thyme and basil. Two bay leaves are carefully chosen to swim on top. […] 10 responses November 18, 2017
  • Confessions of a Faithful Collector My sister, Patty, collected napkins. I don’t remember collecting anything. She collected napkins imprinted with the bride and groom’s names placed on the cake table at weddings. She collected napkins from her friends’ birthday parties and even from a new truck stop where our family of six went for cheeseburgers and chocolate malts. As I […] No responses November 2, 2017
  • The Writing on the Wall I suppose I could wish that I were younger, but then I wouldn’t be able to say I grew up in the 1960s and 70s. I drank Tang for breakfast (just like Neil Armstrong), had a crush on most of the Monkees (especially Davy Jones), rocked a pair of purple crushed velvet hot pants to […] 2 responses August 28, 2017
  • The Divine Selfie My 18 year old son was commenting on my lack of spontaneity in taking photos. We were gathered in the basement of my in-laws’ church attending an 85th birthday party for my father-in-law following the Sunday service. My son commented after watching me trying to pose some of the guests enjoying their cake and coffee. […] 10 responses August 16, 2017
  • Road Trip As if an excuse should be needed to spend seven days and seven nights with one’s son and daughter. A car bound for a garage in California certainly needs a driver or two or three. The calendar opened like the highway before us and we jumped in never looking back. Tucked in our trunk was […] 4 responses August 3, 2017
  • “God always provides the next person you need.” I am sensing a theme in my writing. The last time I posted I was interviewing my mentor and nursing hero, Dr. Joyce Nelson. Today (finally back in the writing saddle) I am sharing an interview I did with another Joyce, this time my forever friend and nursing colleague, Joyce Kaatz. Would just interviewing Joyces […] No responses August 8, 2016
  • Deserts and expectations The tea was poured and the biscotti ready to dip into the green tea in the fine German tea cups. Little Molly, the curly black poodle, had settled in by her dog dish. The sun shown brightly on my dear friend and mentor sitting across her kitchen table from me. I knew the words would […] 5 responses March 20, 2016
  • Two words: “for you.”   This week at Ash Wednesday worship just as Communion was beginning, I was instantly transported to a stand of tall ponderosa pines in the Black Hills of South Dakota. The camp naturalist, Bob, taught me that if you smell the bark of a pine tree it smells like vanilla. The entire Outlaw Ranch Bible […] No responses February 13, 2016