Reflections on the small things, and the big ones, that impact our day-to-day lives.
Those Darn Shoes
I’ve always had a thing for ruby red slippers. . . . I mean, doesn’t every woman who’s seen The Wizard of Oz at least once? It’s pretty much the ultimate pair of…
How we hear music
‘Maybe music is my madeleine.’
Gifts
The first week of 2016 found me at a cozy local restaurant, four friends who do our best to keep ties from disappearing completely even when time and circumstance bring separation. One of…
1 Car, 2 Cars, Red Car, New Car
I don’t really remember the first, first car my family bought other than that apparently my parents listened to almost five-year-old me when I requested “fire engine red” and that we bought it…
Gratitude
In an essay by Joan Didion that I go back to again and again, she writes: “there’s no getting around the fact that setting words on paper is the tactic of a secret…
Ain’t too proud to beg
I’m stretched out in bed, 9:30 p.m., a weeknight. A little early for me but it’s the stretching out that I crave. To lie back, my neck propped against a trio of pillows….
