The Given Companion

The Given Companion

The Given Companion “How do you expect to get to the end of your own journey if you take the road to another man’s city?” Thomas Merton said. I imagine that he also asked: “And how will you build your home there if you reject the given companions who come to you with...
Art and Healing: A Personal Reflection

Art and Healing: A Personal Reflection

After Lew died in 1998, I did a series of pen and ink drawings as my self-prescribed art therapy. In 1999 I met Chris Hammond, editor of the Wayne E. Oates Institute Online Journal. I had previously met Chris on-line. The night before I first met Chris in person I had...
The Day Lew Died

The Day Lew Died

The Day Lew Died: February 4, 1998, 5:30 p.m. “Your son, Lew, is very seriously ill.  We need for you to come to the hospital.”  It is a female doctor at Kosair Children’s Hospital in Louisville.  We are at home in Lexington, 85 miles away. “On a typical day we could...
Whole

Whole

I said he was not whole But I wonder what I meant. He cannot walk or talk or perform any life skill unassisted, But he can giggle and cry and flirt; He expresses – and attracts – love. His body and mind, though constrained, “Successfully shelter his human soul And...
Homage to Sheila

Homage to Sheila

Sheila was an aide at the Home of the Innocents. She was working that first day when we took Lew from the respite care home to HOTI.  That day was a fog for me.  On that day Sheila was just one of a cloud of concerned, welcoming faces we encountered.  Over the months...