The Baier farmhouse window frames a picturesque spring postcard of North Dakota’s famed Prairie Pothole region. Gently rolling hills remain covered with the stubble of last year’s corn crop. Thousands …
When I go, I will return, Mother Earth willing. As human form or animal form, I will be watching over you. Michelle Christianson is comforted by these words—a poem shaped …
Marilyn (Holmes) Hennager was born in New Westminster, the oldest city in western Canada located just outside of Vancouver, British Columbia. She was the third of four children who shared …
Gladys Carlson always took great care and pride in her hands. She loved well-manicured hands—nails polished with the perfect shade of pink. Her hands were her constant confidants and the …
by Jordan Weeda Here we are. No more poking and prodding. No therapeutic goals to achieve. No pandemic protocols. No hurried doctors and nurses. This is a world of quiet …
On an early fall morning, Hospice of the Red River Valley Patient Mary Sluke was up with the birds, quite literally. She awoke with excitement in the air and prepared …
The view from Donovan (Don) Johnson’s window at Pelican Valley Health Center overlooks a fishing pier and pond in the heart of downtown Pelican Rapids, Minn. Lily pads bob and …
Landon Solberg’s eyes were as blue as the sky, his hair golden like a sunray, and a heart that radiated even more warmth. His smile was contagious, and his spirit …
Joy is not canceled. Kindness is not canceled. And most of all, life is not canceled. COVID-19 may have forced extra precautions, changed our routines and altered our plans, but …
“I, Lorena Charlotte, am the only living member of my family, the eldest daughter born August 27, 1912, in Chicago, Illinois, weighing three and three quarter pounds.” So opens the …
