Jukebox plays… You know those movies and episodes of television shows set in little seaside enclaves, filled with beach rentals, sand sculptures, clam bakes and ice cream stands, right? Places like Martha’s Vineyard, Nantucket, Myrtle Beach and Old Orchard. The idea is such an archetypal part of a classic American summer. I’m sure it’s not… Continue reading Long Hot Days, Cool Sea Haze
According to the website dreammoods.com, “to dream that you've lost your wallet indicates that you’re possibly losing touch with your true identity. You are experiencing some anxiety over changes and uncertainties happening in your life.” Actually misplacing or losing your wallet is to actually lose your identity…well, at least your ID, and has been known… Continue reading I Left My Wallet…in El Segundo
You know when people say, “Hey…so, what’s your story?" We all have a story. That’s undeniable. Usually this question means, “What’s going on with you right now?” Unless, perhaps you've just happened to find yourself in a crazy situation straight out of a movie and you need to detail your character history or establish an… Continue reading What’s Your Story Morning Glory?
Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle. ― Philo of Alexandria It’s not too difficult to hurt me; I’m a pretty easy target. I don’t have a proverbial thick skin. I let things get to me, as if they got right inside and into my heart. I wear my feelings on… Continue reading What the World Needs Now…
Let me start off by saying definitively…this is neither an attack, nor a defensive. It is merely an attempt to describe something that I truly believe is done with good intentions. Recently I've read a couple of perspective pieces by you young, harried, stressed-out and overtired mommies, that specifically spoke about having older mothers, whose… Continue reading Good Intentions …or… In Defense of Mothers with Grown Children Who Make “Those Comments”
All my blogs [essays] have been titled with song lyrics. I just love lyrics, so much expression poured into an on average, two-to-five-minute poem, set to music. Love that. Today though, I'm feelin’ a song that’s quite possibly my favorite song…you know, if I had to pick just one song because my life depended on… Continue reading Never Be Again, Never Been Before
Father’s Day was just a couple days ago, but when you live 1100 miles from your father the unavoidable consequences are that without taking a couple of days to drive there or spending a small fortune to fly there, you don’t get to spend any part of the day with him…except for a little Skype… Continue reading Fathers, Be Good to Your Daughters…Daughters will Love Like You Do
Thank you Jen & Terry, I'm honored to be part of your 'Eleanors' in 'The Eleanor Project'... I love your Project!!
grace noun \ˈgrās\ : a way of moving that is smooth and attractive and that is not stiff or awkward I was once pretty graceful. Maybe that sounds surprising if you've seen me lately, but I could really move around quite fluidly, probably from having taken gymnastics as a kid. Gymnastics, taught well, give… Continue reading Grace is Gone
** I'd been toying around with starting to share some shorter personal notes in addition to my Tuesday essay posts, I wasn't sure when I'd begin, but unfortunately something close to my heart presented itself today. ** Moncton shooting: RCMP surround building as manhunt continues… A massive manhunt is going on in the very city in… Continue reading Sending Out an SOS
I used to think that the worst thing that might happen in the night would be an emergency phone call, a horrifying nightmare, or the dreaded stuck-in-that-in-between-sleep-and-wake stage, where you’re aware of what’s happening, you’re terrified, but you can’t do anything about it. Whenever I get “trapped” in that state I usually try and… Continue reading Sinking Like a Stone
A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity. It dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path. ― Agatha Christie On Mother’s Day two weekends ago we discovered that robins had built a nest containing three beautiful wee eggs… Continue reading And the Course of a Lifetime Runs, Over and Over Again
And so it begins, I'm kicking off this blog with a personal essay that hopefully ties together two major parts of my life right now, dealing with the aftermath of a stroke and learning to accept myself despite the obstacles; past & present. Also, May is "Stroke Awareness Month", so I hope to bring attention… Continue reading Just the Way You Are