Lessons . . .
He is a bright boy, articulate and creative. He has a natural curiosity and a variety of interests. He loves to learn new things, but not…
Love is always in season . . .
As we gather to celebrate the season we share our stories. In my own life there are so many reasons for joy; good friends, a close-knit…
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…
Was it worth it? . . .
Scrolling Instagram, I pause on a photograph, a couple whose world travels I follow. I skim the short summary of their current journey and a zillion…
Bare Naked in Italy . . .
I quietly dig through my suitcase, trying not to wake him with shuffling and organizing. I glance over my shoulder and he is fast asleep, face…
Every four years . . .
My parents passed away eight years ago. Along with family and friends, my siblings and I celebrated their lives on February 29, 2008. Until that time, I had managed to…
Choose love . . .
Sitting at my kitchen table, warmed by the fire and sipping hot tea, I write my Christmas cards. I add just a few words of love…
Coincidence and courage . . .
My garage door slowly opens and I carefully back my car into the alley avoiding my trash cans. Making a last minute trip to Trader Joe’s…
A most wonderful time of the year . . .
The holidays always heighten that empty, something is missing kind of feeling. As busy as I am with work, wrapping up a major remodel of my home, shopping,…
Bare Naked in Public 