My future includes the hard plans, you know, the nuts and bolts of career, travel, retirement, etc. But it is the soft goods I’m more interested in.
Read MoreOkay. It seemed like a good idea at the time. But looking back, I see there were signposts along the way. Ones that all but screamed, “Stop! Can’t you just buy a costume like reasonable people!”
Read MoreI am terrible at saying goodbye. This, I know, to be a truth. It has always been the case. There is a simple ripping in my chest when even thinking about saying the word, let alone acknowledging the feeling.
Read MoreI know I am treading on sacred ground when I talk about how people use their cell phones. It’s personal.
Read MoreIn-laws. How strange a concept and suspiciously close to outlaws.
Read MoreMidnight passed. He was the eldest dog in the neighborhood. The sage, the one who’d woof hello and amble down the lane for his daily walk, slowly, deliberately, with a kind of elder regality.
Read MoreI have been called a Pollyanna more than once in my life. Alright, truth is, the moniker may have been tossed my way over a thousand times by now.
Read MoreMy daughter recently announced her engagement and although I knew, of course, this would happen, the news caused my heart to be blown across the prairie landscape of motherhood, like an impetuous tumbleweed of emotions brimming with decades of mothering moments.
Read MoreBut fooldom has many forms, and it would be an injustice to consider all of them simple-minded. We have an entire day dedicated to annual foolery.
Read MoreI know all the tropes about things that get better with age, like cheese and wine. Does anyone else notice that these examples happen in cellars?
Read MoreNow, don’t put down the paper and run out to buy a card for your bestie that reads, “I love you as much as my elastic-waist sweatpants!”
Read MoreWhile my brain was calculating how to quit my fledgling career, I am pretty sure my sister was pondering the criminal ramifications of sororicide.
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