Memoir
What My Fingernails Know
When every fingernail on both of my hands has broken, I know it for sure: summer is over. It happens to me…
What Do You Remember Eleven Years Later?
I remember talking to my sister-in-law on the telephone, making plans to meet for lunch as the hosts of Good Morning America…
Rebooting Myself After The Great Computer Crash: You Gotta Back That Thang Up
It’s not like there weren’t signs. There were. I just wanted Mac to make it to my son’s bar mitzvah. I promised…
Somebody That I Used To Know
Warning: This post contain content that may trigger survivors of abuse. If this is an issue for you, you might want to…
On Marriage & Changing My Name: An Unusual Anniversary Post
Happy 17th anniversary to Hubby. …
He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
I’m hoping you will follow me to the bonfire at Kludgy Mom’s blog where I’ll tell you about the first boy to gut my heart. …
On Sons & Thunderstorms
When my son was still wrapped up like a burrito, every time there was a thunderstorm, I carried him outside to the worn wooden bench perched on our front stoop, and, together, we sat and listened to the boomers….
Lessons From Laryngitis
Having temporary laryngitis was a gift. Being sick away from home made me think about the role I want to play in other people’s lives when I see them struggling….