I learned this week of the loss of a friend from high school. Before I go further, you should know a couple of things - first I hesitated to write “friend,” because it’s a word that suggests a connection and intimacy that I wasn’t certain I should claim there had been between Gary and myself. … Continue reading Death of a crusader
Category: aging
Writer’s tears
I’ve mentioned before that I often find myself weepy when I’m in Ireland. If you know me at all, you’re aware that’s atypical of me. I’m not known to be a crier. On the occasions that I do get teary, it’s likely to be about children and animals, not songs or physical gestures. Last week, though, … Continue reading Writer’s tears
Hey, 19
My youngest son recently began his last year as a teenager causing me to deeply exhale. I’ve been parenting teenagers for about 14 years now and frankly, I’m exhausted. There have been a lot of challenges and poor decisions made along the way, on both sides, and while I'm not one to wish time away, … Continue reading Hey, 19
Walking with Babs
A few weeks ago, as I anticipated the first snowfall of the season, Jeter and I headed out for what turned out to be a long walk. Before we headed out the door, I added layers and searched for a Spotify playlist, while Jeter paced impatiently. As I looked at the options on my Home … Continue reading Walking with Babs
Why try dry?
With 40+ years experience in the hospitality industry, along with a mother who was a bartender during my childhood, I’ve spent many an hour in bars and restaurant observing people imbibing alcohol. Of course, beginning as a young teenager, I also had plenty of my own personal experiences of drinking, be it shots of Jack … Continue reading Why try dry?
(20)23 and me
2023 was the year when… it became possible for me to be generous to the woman who never gave me enough the effects of climate change became absolutely undeniable i worked to find the balance between gentle acceptance and the feeling of giving in direct honesty became unavoidable i started to understand that my physical … Continue reading (20)23 and me
Speaking of days, it was one
My mood was good when I woke up Tuesday morning. I had slept well and felt rested, had an outfit planned out and solved my early morning puzzles, a daily exercise to wake up my brain. Bonus: the hair that was wet when I went to bed, looked perfectly fine. A couple of hours later, … Continue reading Speaking of days, it was one






