Reasons why my sons don’t like me

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

Rainy run thoughts

Liar’s stories and cashmere robes both always develop holes.The government in this country is broken. This is a nonpartisan statement.  Schools in the United States are being asked to tackle a myriad of unimagined issues with no additional resources from the government because our elected officials can’t negotiate a deal to support the country’s schools … Continue reading Rainy run thoughts

Home. Again.

Jeter had his first walk yesterday afternoon following our return from Wellfleet. Upon stepping outside he looked absolutely crushed to discover that he was no longer pond side. Same, buddy. Same.Decades after my first annual trip to Cape Cod, I still drive home feeling incredibly melancholy. A funk settles on me, different from the one … Continue reading Home. Again.

Makes me wanna holler

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

Growing accustomed to her face – nearly 54 years late(r)

Do you ever long for the days when you were completely at ease in your skin? I mean so long ago that you weren’t even aware of your physical self beyond maybe when you needed to use the bathroom or felt tired or hungry. Way back when as a person you hadn’t yet learned to … Continue reading Growing accustomed to her face – nearly 54 years late(r)

Rainbows. Maybe even unicorns

I sat on the couch last evening, occupied by my keyboard and the changing sky outside my closed sliding glass doors to the deck. The dramatic rain had stopped and I noticed the late afternoon sky oddly becoming more light, rather than more dark, with the approach of evening. I stepped outside to look more intently … Continue reading Rainbows. Maybe even unicorns