My daughter is a powerhouse of intellect, wry humor, and so much natural athletic ability that it sometimes doesn’t seem fair. In her short lifetime, she has played soccer, volleyball, basketball, and softball. One week into the new school year …
When a Sad Ending is an Unexpected Beginning
I wrote the words below one night after checking on my sleeping daughter. Her face, so innocent, so sweet, so different from mine and yet so similar stopped me in my tracks. I realized that she was here because of …
Aunt Carole and The Gift of Laughter
My aunt Carole died on this weekend 30 years ago. She was on a return trip home, likely from the grocery store, when the car she was driving slammed into the back of a truck. She was nearly home. Carole …
Anthony Bourdain and the Shadowed Places
I sat in stunned silence when I heard that Anthony Bourdain was dead. The silence quickly transitioned to tears that flowed for the remainder of the day. As I cried at the breakfast table my lovely man looked at me …
Books Are Better Than Airplanes
I wrote this post a few weeks ago for World Book Day. It seems appropriate to use it as the first post on my new website. It’s my love of books that led to my love of writing and it’s …
