Ann Cooper McCauley

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Category Archives: The Holy Spirit

Living in the Middle

The silhouette of my tiny granddaughter, Aria, toddling down the hallway left a permanent stamp in my head. The Fourth of July, she wore her stars and stripes dress. Her hair, just long enough for a two inch ponytail, bobbed up and down. And with one of her feet turning slightly inward, her trot down […]

The Obvious about Adeline

Adeline Visiting the Chicks at the Ranch Store    My five-year-old granddaughter, Adeline, and I had a day out on the town. Throughout, she walked up to perfect strangers saying things like, “My name is Adeline and this is my Granna. What’s your name? Oh, what a beautiful name you have. I like your name! […]

A Daisy of a Whisper

Mama’s gone. Shouldn’t I see heaven open or angels kiss her cheek? The room felt the same. I brushed the back of my hand across her face. Cold. Her hands? Still warm. A single ache arose. “Mama…” Long illnesses take their toll. Weariness numbs. The hospice nurse arrived to declare Mother dead, and the funeral […]

He Did Not Leave Us Orphans

I snuggled closer into Great Granny Adams’ ample bosom, the smell of her body powder tickling my nose. My gaze searched the church sanctuary. So big. Mama’s coppery hair glistened just above the piano lid. I leaned toward Granny Kirksey, my hand swiping the polished dark wood of the pew, and wiggled to her outstretched arms. […]