There are betrayals of flesh and blood and they are the worst betrayals. I am not alright: My sleeping is pocked and marred again and not by dreams but by insufficiency. The result is a veil that positions itself between my deepest thinking self and the formation of words, the processing of numbers and their […]
10 Things You Don’t Know About Me
10 Things you never knew about me… (What don’t I know about you?)
Generosity: More than a Time of Year
Have you started getting those solicitation letters from your Alma Mater? Or from a variety of charitable organizations asking you for money? It’s that time of year – the season of giving – in more ways than one. Philanthropy Why do universities, museums, research organizations, health care facilities and others stuff your mailbox this time […]
Why do people cheat?
Do you cheat? Let me be more specific. After all – there’s cheating and then there’s fudging a little, right? Did you ever cheat in school? Did you ever cheat at a game? Do you rationalize cutting corners? Did you ever cheat in a relationship, and how “far” is cheating? How do you define cheating? […]
What Makes You Cry?
Weepy. That was me, yesterday. Tears of joy, and yes – sentimentality. Remembering poignant moments when my sons were younger, and realizing that my second little bird will fly the nest before I know it. Tears, tears, and more tears. All good – because afterward, I felt better. What makes you cry? Men and Tears […]
Joy Part 3: Phone, Mail, Doorbell: All Teens Accounted For
Season of joy? Any time, any place. Now go peek at Joy Part 1, and Joy Part 2, if you haven’t. This is (for now) the last of today’s trilogy of tiny moments filled with the best sort of joy. Phone call About an hour ago I received an unexpected phone call from a West […]
Joy Part 2: You’re a wall. Here’s a can of Krylon. Now what?
Do you find your joy in creating? Do tell…
Joy Part 1: Red Balloon on the Ceiling
Sometimes, joy comes in a red balloon.
The restorative powers of sleep. (Not.)
Sleep, with all its remarkable restorative powers – to renew, to recharge, to dream. Then we wake refreshed, and begin a new day. No. There are no restorative powers of sleep for me, only restless legs, flailing about, waking repeatedly, disturbing dreams. The morning. Too soon. A knock on my door. It is not yet […]
I'm writing as fast as I can…
Laundry, permission slips, school lunches, art supplies, driving lessons. Another SAT registration. More credit debt. Writing. More writing. Unpaid bills, unopened mail. Researching scholarships, colleges, college visits. Leaky roof, broken mower, burnt-out printer, dying cell phone. And? I’m dancing as fast as I can More writing, more writing, more writing. Another dose to fight anxiety, […]