Cindi WoodsA whole heart in a broken bodyThe first time my husband, Len, introduced me to his mom was in January of 1987. I was nervous and awkward…she was poised and gracious…Dec 6, 2016Dec 6, 2016
Cindi WoodsThe day reality got realLast Friday as I was leaving the nursing home, the parking lot was full of residents holding American flags as they hobbled and rolled to…Nov 19, 2016Nov 19, 2016
Cindi WoodsLove in the human lost and foundOnce upon a time, before I came, you cried and cried and watched TV all day, until you were a zombie. But then I zoomed down from heaven…May 3, 2016May 3, 2016
Cindi WoodsSquinting our red eyes at the hope of a new dayPhoto courtesy of jdurham, morgueFile, http://bit.ly/1WkFEiEApr 11, 2016Apr 11, 2016
Cindi WoodsThe world needs your help…even when it itchesOn a typical visit to see my mother-in-law at the nursing home, I will greet her, take a seat on her walker, and roll to my position…Mar 11, 2016Mar 11, 2016
Cindi WoodsA watched mailbox never boilsWe all grew up with them. We all cocked our heads to one side, puzzled at their meanings while grayer heads nodded with knowing…Mar 3, 2016Mar 3, 2016
Cindi WoodsBe presentI’ve been comparing notes with my best friend from elementary school. She recently lost her mom to Alzheimer’s. My mother-in-law is…Feb 24, 2016Feb 24, 2016
Cindi WoodsHow to win friends and lose real peopleYesterday as I worked on a new writing project — which looked a lot like eating butter cream frosting while scrolling through my Facebook…Feb 22, 2016Feb 22, 2016
Cindi WoodsRedeeming the stories of tiny super heroesHarper Lee wrote her way into our hearts when she created the world of To Kill a Mockingbird. And every Halloween I am reminded of one of…Feb 21, 2016Feb 21, 2016
Cindi WoodsHope beats a flush every timeFrom the family that brought you “puzzles as death sport” comes “confessions of sketchy card playing.”Feb 20, 2016Feb 20, 2016