The Call: Little Drummer Boy — Jessica Tommy started out playing the drums on his brothers’ Beatles Rock Band playstation game. Then he graduated to an electronic kit that we had set up in our bedroom. (Yeah, I know, don’t ask, you don’t want to know!) Finally, he insisted that he wanted a real drum […]

The Call: A Symphony of Light — Jessica The afternoon sun is like a symphony of light over the baby’s crib. It’s empty because he prefers our bed — less glare. : ) Response: A Symphony of Artists — Cheryl When Dennis and I started dating in 1988, he introduced to me to a symphony […]

The Call: Fading Beauty — Jessica Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repose later on. Frédéric Chopin Response: Someone to Watch Over Her — Cheryl O Lord, you search me and you know me, you know my resting and my rising, you discern my purpose from afar. You mark when […]