Mother’s Day – more or less

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 →

Teach your children. Well…

During this prolonged health and economic crisis, there’s been a lot of discussion in our country about education and how these circumstances are impacting students. I’ve read numerous articles and posts and tweets itemizing all the things kids are missing in this new “school” setting, the curriculum, the material, the lessons. I’m not going to … Continue reading Teach your children. Well… →

10 Reasons it’s a good day

1. The sun is shining and the skies are blue. 2. It’s sundress warm. 3. My son liked the banana pancakes I made for breakfast.       4. I’m not isolating in a bad relationship. Have you seen the domestic violence rates? 5. I found a lost sock when I unfolded a crisp cotton … Continue reading 10 Reasons it’s a good day →

The day my middle son turned 21

It doesn’t even seem possible that the boys’ dad and I have successfully reared two 21+ year-old offspring. I think I’ll pause here for a moment of quiet celebration. Feel free to join me. Okay - so, twenty-one can be a real defining moment of adulthood. A milestone of sorts. With this particular kid of … Continue reading The day my middle son turned 21 →

Stream of Covid consciousness

This crisis is starting to feel like it’s been going on for a long time. The colors of the construction paper window rainbows are fading. The city without people looks beautiful in a stark sort of way. We live in a pretty place. Wearing a mask suffocates me, yet another reason medical personnel deserve all of … Continue reading Stream of Covid consciousness →

They said I’d get tired of the Bakmi

More than thirty years ago, when I was an undergraduate working my way through college, I landed a job at Yono’s Restaurant in Albany’s Robinson Square. The cuisine and level of service was beyond my prior experience, but my coworkers and the the Purnomos helped me to expand and elevate my skills. I learned at … Continue reading They said I’d get tired of the Bakmi →