On September 29, 1974, God whispered my name…“Dianne…come here. It’s time.” And on September 29, 1974, I answered the call. I may have been only 14 years old, but having been...
Gracefully Ghosted
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Sister Dianne Maddox
Articles by Sister Dianne Maddox
A Letter to the Sandwich Generation
Dear Member of the Sandwich Generation, Wait, are you a member of the Sandwich Generation? Here's an excellent explanation of the term Sandwich Generation from Pew Research...
A Chat With Sister Betty
Please read the following enlightening interview that Sister Betty D’Orazio was kind enough to agree to participate in. Sister Betty is a baptized member of The Church of...
Lessons I Learned From My Garden
I’ve had a few hobbies in my life, but the one that I’ve been most passionate about is gardening. There have been lessons that I’ve learned from my garden that I have found to be...
What Being a Salesperson Taught Me About Spreading the Gospel
As I slipped into the passenger side of the green Ford Taurus on that cold December day, the VP of Advertising for the Dayton Daily News said, “Did you bring today’s...
Self-Care Isn’t Selfish
“Mary, who’s at the door? Put that ointment away and answer the door!” Martha yelled from the kitchen. “I always have to answer the door,” Mary muttered under her breath. Martha...
Be a Fruit Salad
“Sir, do you have any white peaches?” I asked. “No ma'am, they aren’t in season. Come back in June,” the produce manager replied. White peaches are my favorite fruit....
Think It Not Strange
In the middle of a conversation regarding the death of a young sister in 1984, my grandmother said, “People call them the good old days, but we had problems too.” She peered over...
Who Do You Say That I Am?
“Advertising, this is Dianne.” “Mom, I forgot my lunch, can you bring it to me?” “Sister Dianne, would you be able to take charge of Sunday’s lunch?” “Hi...
The Seen and Unseen
“You’re from Dayton, Ohio?” the doctor asked me. “Yes, we lived there for 18 years.” The pulmonologist glanced back at the computer monitor, turned back to...