Second Guessing . . .
I receive an email from my publicist, Jori. She has attached the back cover copy for my upcoming memoir. I recognize the words; I had written…
Not giving up . . .
A summer storm has interrupted the predictable sunny days of August in Southern California. My bedroom window wide open, the curtain pulled aside, I lay on…
Sweet Dreams . . .
Somewhere between sleep and waking, I float in the periphery of a sweet dream. I want to stay here soaking up its warm light, but the…
I can see clearly now . . .
Happy New Year Friends! It’s been a little more than five years since I created my blog. Using personal stories and photographs I opened a small…
If you can’t say something nice . . .
Have you ever run into someone you haven’t seen in ages, or met up with friends for a happy hour and been greeted with a non-compliment?…
Keep smiling . . .
The mail store is busy and I don’t have much time. I’m hoping they have a computer that can read the contents of a CD I…
Little boy wisdom . . .
I stand at the back gate of the school, the designated spot for picking up first graders. My grandson knows I’m his ride today and I…
The magic is everywhere. . .
Sipping my coffee, I assess the postcards that lay before me on the small counter top. I am purposeful about choosing the right card for the…
Don’t worry, be happy . . .
I have never been one to worry about my age or complain about growing older. While my body sometimes feels the years, and my face shows…
Spitting out the bitter pill . . .
Sitting at my desk on a very hectic Monday, fast and furiously typing emails, my cell phone lights up and a text appears from a girlfriend,…
Bare Naked in Public 