My mother’s birthday was a few days ago. She would have turned 92. Birthdays, holidays, sentimental moments make us think of beloved people gone from our lives. But today she’s on my mind mostly because of something she said more than once. On almost any night of the week our tiny … [Read more...] about The writing on the wall
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Tap your heels together three times, Dorothy. You always had the power. To go home. These days find me longing for some kind of yesterday. Can't say I loved high school (who really does?) but I can say I remember being enthralled by a book I was supposed to hate if for no other reason than … [Read more...] about Fiction Facebook Friendship
Dear high school self . . .
Last weekend I did what my high school self would have thought impossible . . . I ran a 5K. To someone whose attention on the soccer field as a young girl was more focused on the puppies on the sidelines and whose nickname all throughout middle school was “Goalie” (because she once accidentally … [Read more...] about Dear high school self . . .
It’s a beautiful day; so why are you on Facebook?
Sure, you’re outside on your deck, laptop/iPad/iPhone/iWhatever at the ready. And you’ve set yourself a time limit, twenty minutes max. Only curiosity trumps will power once you start scrolling through status updates of friends, perusing pages you follow. Overload is an understatement, but something … [Read more...] about It’s a beautiful day; so why are you on Facebook?