A few months ago on Facebook, I was invited by friends to post things for which I was grateful, three a day, for seven days. I participated and enjoyed the experience very much as it gave me an opportunity to reflect on all that was good in my life. It actually made me feel happy, really... Continue Reading →
One man’s trash . . .
Generally, I do not save things. I have a one year rule . . . If I haven't worn it, used it, or looked at it in a year's time, I want someone else to enjoy it. So I give clothes to charity, furniture to friends, and leave neatly boxed odds and ends in my alley for the "alley people." ... Continue Reading →
You’re gonna make it after all
Truth . . . I am an incurable romantic. I love all things ridiculously sappy. I believe in soul mates, love at first sight, happy endings, and love that lasts forever. I used to be a closet romantic. Being a child of the 70s, the era of I am Woman, hear me roar, I felt slightly embarrassed... Continue Reading →
My boy . . .
1978 . . .In the very early hours on Friday of the Labor day weekend, I am approaching twenty-two long hours of labor. I am exhausted and somewhat delirious. The doctor examines me and sighs, "If you don't have this baby by 2:00, you're having a Cesarean." At 2:17 am, without surgery, my son arrives, all 9 pounds and 2 ounces. And just... Continue Reading →
The power of words . . .
I have an amazing memory. I remember details of appearance and setting, depth of emotion, and the impact and power of words exchanged. My long time girlfriends are both envious and terrified by this gift of mine. All I need is a small detail, a word, a picture in my head, and someone to say . . . Remember the time . . . Before... Continue Reading →
At Seventeen . . .
My favorite exercise and escape is walking on the beach. I run across the highway to the trail and am greeted by the sunset. I squint my eyes, take a deep breath and shake off the day. This is my peace. My body quickly finds its rhythm, its pace, and my legs lead the way, allowing my mind to wander.... Continue Reading →
Never let some one find you the same way they left you . . .
I am sure it is difficult to say the words I've thought this through, played it out in my head. I've tried to imagine life with you forever . . . and I have reservations. . . It 's not going to work. I believe saying those words took courage. I do. I'll bet it's even harder to... Continue Reading →
My Words to Live by . . .
Never let someone find you the same way that they left youPretend everything is going to be okay until it isThere is enough room in the world for everyone to be amazingBE bare naked in public as often as possible
