I’m officially done with Summer. I’m done with the heat. I’m done with the pushy little girl I live with. I’m done with children in the house. I…
As my blog prepares to turn 10, I remember some of what I used to love to do here and that included lots of photos. I don’t feel…
My best friend took me to an authentic El Salvadoran restaurant in Delaware the other day. It’s in the back of a Hispanic grocery store where the ceiling…
I’ve noticed how I feel differently about my life as we pass the one year anniversary of the beginning of the pandemic of 2020. I feel a lot…
She asked me this question when we were waiting in the car rider drop-off line at school. What do I do all day? I told her that I…
I was doing the dishes this morning and it struck me that any woman that gives herself credit for her thoughts and talents is my hero. I have…
I tried to sit with my thoughts today. To write. To extract some sort of profound truth from my day. And my brain said “sploop”. Moments of profundity…
Anne Lamott said “Write as if your parents are dead.” In an attempt to save people from your truth, you censor yourself from writing about your pain. This…
I’m still struggling with how to do the next rightest thing by my Mom. She’s been out of the hospital for a month. Progress is slow and on…
The rain has finally stopped and the blue skies are filled with cartoon exhaust clouds. My son’s friends are all happily yelling at the video game they are…