What is my “Why?” In other words, why do I bother to bare my soul in these blog posts? What does it matter? Who cares?
Drowning Islands
I enter “Marshall Islands” into the Google Maps search function. At first, the islands look like a little bracelet made of long bones floating in
Discombobulation
It’s in the air. A feeling of things not proceeding the way they’re supposed to, of no longer being able to expect what we used
I Remember You
I don’t remember what your favorite color was. I don’t know that I ever knew. But I do remember the day we shared raspberry popsicles that
‘Tis The Season
I’ve come to call it “The Season.” Late spring. Almost everything has bloomed here in Northern California by now, and Mt. Diablo – when we’re
Mars Is Not The Answer
I am not one of those moon-landing deniers. I clapped and cheered as I watched Neil Armstrong jump from the lunar module onto the powdery
Morning Rush Hour
Mornings are chaotic, loud, controlled pandemonium. Mom has to get four children ready before the school bus arrives. If we miss the bus, it’s over an
That Damn Pendulum
I recently binge watched the first few episodes of Hulu’s The Handmaid’s Tale. Margaret Atwood’s dystopian novel (on which this bold new mini-series is based) was
Bad Behavior
I don’t know why I’m telling you this. Maybe it’s the recent Bill O’Reilly scandal, or the Bill Cosby revelations before him, or perhaps the
The Taste Of Lonely
[Author’s Note: It was recently National Siblings Day. This is for mine.] I had no idea what lonely tasted like, except perhaps for those first
Recoiling From The “New Normal”
It’s been challenging to write anything “publishable” on this blog since the 2016 presidential election. I’ve vacillated between being in shock and at a loss for words, or
THE WRITE WAY
There’s a wrong way and there’s The Write Way. The wrong way is to not do it at all, to allow the Inner Critic to silence your
