I want to write again. I’ve been wanting to do it for a while. I’ve started a new post {and stopped} at least three other times in the past twenty-one months. It's like breaking awkward silence between friends. The longer it goes on, the harder it is to pick up the phone and make the … Continue reading New Beginning, Part II
Happy Anniversary
Heather called me this week. When she calls, she always begins with the same question. “Is now a bad time?” What neither of my daughters realize is that there’s never a bad time to hear from them. Our usual mode of communication is text, so if I am being summoned to speak on the phone … Continue reading Happy Anniversary
Ode to Joy
Today, we said goodbye to our sweet pup, Cali. She’s in a better place, at the Rainbow Bridge {how fitting}, and no longer suffering. I’m pretty sure that covers most of the clichés one might offer in this situation. Don't get me wrong, I don't think these clichés are trivial; I’m just not ready to … Continue reading Ode to Joy
I hate to admit this. I love Facebook. A little too much.
Sparking Joy
I got a new desk. Well, not exactly a new desk, more like a used, new-to-me desk. My sister relocated from Atlanta to Chicago and was unable to envision a spot for her custom made, antiqued grey, 300-pound concrete top, two-person desk at her urban loft. In case you can’t tell, I’ve a l w … Continue reading Sparking Joy
That Moment
I work at a soup kitchen located in the town where I live. Not as a volunteer, but as one of two paid employees. I was a volunteer for nine years before I was hired. My interest in the soup kitchen began innocently. I chaperoned a “field trip” for the school service club my daughter … Continue reading That Moment
That’s a wrap!
As 2018 ends, instead of making promises to change who I am for 2019, I am going to do something different.
The Helpers
I haven’t been posting regularly. October was a tough month. It truly beat me down.
Make A Difference
"Once you become aware, you become responsible." - Theo Schaffer
You’re Not Done Yet!
Every time I think we are finally on the path forward, smooth sailing, something happens. BAM. Bump in the road. It’s become quite routine actually!
Mama Bear 