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 …
A Father’s Love is Letting Go
Sometimes I mourn the loss of my baby girl. She weighed 14 pounds when I met her and she was the largest piece of Velcro that I had ever encountered. She clung to me in the first few chaotic days …
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 …