The audio in my car is always on, and on LOUD. I've been dancing (and car-dancing) my way through my time in my hometown, preparing for closing on our new second home (which already should have occurred as you read this). "Of course you are!" you might say. "You've got a loving husband, two . . .
This is for Michael, Gregory, Bonnie, Michele, Scott, bestie Lee, Maui girls Susan and Alice, Cheri, Joanne, MaryLou and for my beloved Marilyn, who is now on the other side but still always present. I live a life of the mind and the heart. It is not for everyone. Sometimes it's a challenge even . . .
“You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.” Every writer I know loves this quote from writer Annie LaMott. We do own our experiences and we absolutely write about them, at least in my genre, which is . . .
What kind of world do we want to leave our children and grandchildren? And how do we communicate our values to them? What are we teaching our children when there are people in our (and their) sphere that do not reflect our values? Values. They're the crux of today's politics. I wonder how so . . .
When someone I care about has lost a loved one I want to honor them with a thoughtful and unique sympathy gift. Something more than flowers or a charitable donation. A condolence gift that is loving and helpful. An appropriate sympathy gift. But what really helps? Grief is a walk we must take . . .
What if you'd spent 20 years as an artist and writer whose evocative words and accompanying art touched such a chord they brought you an international following? What if your words spoke to thousands, tens of thousands or even more, touched them so much that they purchased your very affordable . . .
The river that flows in you also flows in me. ~Kabir While I understand the politics of fear intellectually, it is very hard to understand how many in our country have fallen prey to it. It's like they've drunk some strange brew that alters their view of reality. Of course, they'd say the same . . .
Let me introduce you to an amazing guy. This man provides the foundation for my life. He is, to cut to the chase, amazing. I have known him since he was 21 years old (and I was 18) so I know just how amazing he is. He is an amazing doggie dad to our two rescues...and they absolutely adore him. He . . .
This has been my view from my life in quarantine, from my seat at the desk in my two-room accommodations at a Residence Inn in Rochester, NY. That's my car, at which I looked longingly every day after it arrived (earlier than expected.) I thought I'd have a lot to say about my two weeks closeted in . . .
Is this the new normal? Blogging now from our hometown of Rochester, NY, where we've decided to wait out the pandemic. After a promising early experience with controlling the pandemic, our beloved California is now worst in the nation. Since we are finishing a second home in Rochester, we've . . .
