Making it last . . .

Love is in the air . . . well not for me, but I’m certainly surrounded by it lately.  A few weeks ago I sat under the shade of redwoods and listened to a young couple speak their wedding vows, sharing their love story so beautifully. The following week, sipping wine at a backyard barbecue... Continue Reading →

Hiding in plain sight . . .

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 to share our current work. We listen first to a fellow writer read an excerpt from her manuscript, a memoir. Slowly, carefully, she paints a picture with her words.... Continue Reading →

Home . . .

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 chase the sunset on this flight. The cabin is quiet. I cannot sleep and I cannot resist the view, thirty-eight thousand miles above an enormous snowy mass somewhere over... Continue Reading →

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 can’t wait to see him, just the two of us for a few hours.  The bell rings and class after class make their way across the playground.  I spot... Continue Reading →

To whom it may concern . . .

To whom it may concern: Don’t wait . . . don’t wait to tell someone you don’t love them anymore, or that you never did, or that you have fallen in love with someone else. Don’t linger in a relationship because you have nothing better to do, or because it feeds your ego, or because... Continue Reading →

Endings and Beginnings . . .

I chose not to write about him, us, our relationship, during my time in Italy. A bit of my life I kept to myself, private, pure and sweet. We had an understanding, or so I thought. For me, a year of  writing and adventure,. For him, life would continue in Los Angeles with a huge... Continue Reading →

Sea glass wisdom . . .

Wearing flip-flops, I walk slowly, slightly stooped, along the pebbled shore. I am careful to maintain my balance on the rocky water’s edge as I search for sea glass. Most are emerald green, some milky white, or clear. Wedged between the dark colored stones in crystal clear blue water, they are easy to spot. I... Continue Reading →

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