See you in my dreams . . .

I wake up long before my alarm, my bladder is in charge these days. I don’t get up right away. Instead I lay in bed and…

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?…

Words with Strangers . . . Words with Friends is my guilty pleasure. It satisfies my psyche on so many levels. My competitive side loves to…

The pier is packed. Spectators six deep watch the finals of the Vans US Open of Surfing below. I wedge myself into the crowd trying to…

Love is in the air . . . well not for me, but I’m certainly surrounded by it lately. A few weeks ago I sat under…

Barefoot, I step on the wooden bead. I grab my foot and rub out the pain in my arch. A few days ago the elastic in…

We gather around the dining room table, our small, intimate writers group. Sipping tea and coffee, and snacking on popcorn, each of us takes a turn…

Unable to sleep, I lay awake and think about him. I don’t want to, but I do. Instead of letting those thoughts float away, I cling…

I slide the window shade up a few inches, careful not to let too much light into the airplane. We are pretending it’s nighttime as we…

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…