I wish I knew when my body began to be more enemy than friend. I have distinct memories of admiring the strength of my body while still a girl in elementary school. My legs! I could push things with them! I could walk and run and play for hours without an iota of complaint from … Continue reading Comfortable in my own skin
Tag: life
Letting go
Saturday was a big day and I'm not talking about American Pharaoh's upset up in Saratoga. No, it was the first day of my oldest son's adult life - he is officially a college freshman. Yesterday was Drop Off day, which might be better named Jump off a Cliff Day because that's what I felt … Continue reading Letting go
What are you full of?
During last night's mental therapy run, I was thinking about potential and how long it takes for some to accept the challenge and make the effort required to embody their own unrealized possibility. Self actualization - it isn't necessarily an easy thing to accomplish. Change and growth can be scary. There's an inherent risk involved … Continue reading What are you full of?
(Sometimes) I want to be alone
(Said in a Greta Garbo voice, pronouncing want vant.) As I sat on the train heading south to Hudson on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I considered my decision to take the trip solo. I had made two attempts to find a companion for the day, but didn't find a taker. No worries whatsoever. I'd been … Continue reading (Sometimes) I want to be alone
Painted skies
As I raced to the beach to catch the impending sunset, I couldn't help but smile. This, I thought, is what I do. I chase beauty. Here's a gallery of some of what I was fortunate enough to catch during my recent Wellfleet vacation. One last thought - while the sky was magnificent to observe … Continue reading Painted skies
When weakness is your superpower
It seems to me that people exert power in different ways. Some, control those in their lives by their weakness, manipulating others to do what they need done by demonstrating their own inability to manage life. Maybe they're frequently sick or suffering from some vague, undiagnosable illness forcing prompting their family and friends to constantly attend … Continue reading When weakness is your superpower
For whom the bell chimes
In the quiet of the morning I have the house to myself. The trees sway a bit and occasionally the tremendous wind chimes toll their gorgeous and deep notes. It's peaceful and I find myself, rather than imagining the day's activities, reflecting upon all the years we've been fortunate enough to spend time in this … Continue reading For whom the bell chimes
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