Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
“You’re glowing” they said. I’ve heard that a lot recently and I’ve even recognized it myself. My eyes look tired, yet excited. My smile feels easy and I’ve sincerely tried to master keeping my head (on) straight and directly face the camera lens. I just look kinda shiny, in a good way. My radiance, for … Continue reading Shiny, happy people
Simply stated, I was raised to be independent. From the alarm clock I received for my 6th birthday, a gift which communicated that I was to get myself up and to school without my mother’s help, to the lack of parental involvement when I crashed and burned academically in high school, I knew I was … Continue reading Questioning Independence
Was it me, or did Mother’s Day this year seem...I don’t know, weightier than usual? I found the phrase “Happy Mother’s Day” being tossed about like confetti and I’m guilty of sprinkling about a handful or two of those sincere wishes myself. It’s seems so long ago, my first Mother’s Day. 1997. I guess that makes … Continue reading Blue x 3 = Silver
It seems appropriate on Labor Day to share ten reasons the fruits of my labor(s) take issue with me - today and every day. Because...I am self centered and only think of myself.* I didn’t teach them to drive.While I don’t want them to struggle or fail, I want them to figure it out. They … Continue reading Reasons why my sons don’t like me
On Monday afternoon, while sitting on my beloved deck, I heard the sound of what I now know were gunshots. There were two victims in the purported drive-by shooting, brothers. The younger of the two was 17 years old. He died. It was reported that the older brother, a 25 year old man, repeatedly yelled … Continue reading Makes me wanna holler
Hey! I hear you entered your 40s recently and I just know you’re going to love this new decade. It’s not like we’ve ever met each other, but I almost (in a totally not creepy way, promise) feel like I know you just a little bit. Although I was busy with my life and three … Continue reading Belated birthday wishes, Jessica Simpson
As a kid raised by a single mom, I always dreaded Father’s Day and the absence of a male parent to honor. Mother’s Day was easy and we usually celebrated with school art projects, cards and flowers liberated from a garden that wouldn’t notice the theft of a few tulips or daffodils. It was pretty … Continue reading Mother’s Day – more or less
