On the twelfth day of Christmas…
Last night, as I looked around, I was sad to think of the house without its festive dressing, but I didn’t know why.Continue Reading
Milk this Thanksgiving for all it's worth.
When I did my Thanksgiving shopping earlier this week, I brought my grocery list as usual, but this time I also had paper coupons, and electronic coupons saved on my Hannaford app. I bought almost twice as many groceries as usual, and it took me twice as long, but hey, I saved $20. The next morning, I…Continue Reading
The roar of the lioness, the squeak of the mouse.
[Trigger warning: reflections on sexual assault.] I wasn’t sure what to do with my feelings last week. They sat in a jumbled heap in my gut, and I couldn’t seem to sort them out. I didn’t want to write about them; I had other priorities, like my memoir manuscript. But I couldn’t escape the…Continue Reading
My Nine-Eleven Story from a Safe Distance
Happy Positivity Day!
Today is Friday the 13th, a day some people truly dread. For others, these unlucky Fridays provide a whimsical excuse for all that goes wrong. April was the most recent time a Friday fell on the thirteenth. When I shared some thoughts about it, I received a comment by this writer suggesting that every Friday the…Continue Reading
It's a wake-up call when earthworm life looks good.
It’s a rainy spring day here, which reminds me of the earthworm story I shared last year on my old and now-defunct website. It’s one of my favorite stories, so I’ve copied and pasted it below. In rereading it, I’m amazed that I left out a critical part–about why I left my job last…Continue Reading
Being directionally challenged.
I’ve been directionally challenged as long as I can remember. In the long hallways of my L-shaped high school, I never knew which end of the building I was in, each wing on both floors being the mirror image of the others. In college, I got lost in the library stacks, and in the basement…Continue Reading
Living life small.
My aha! moment.
I’ve often felt ashamed of my simple life. When acquaintances talked about their upcoming vacations or their weekend outings, I sometimes dreaded being asked what I have planned because usually the answer was “nothing.”Continue Reading
Reimagining family traditions.
I have to face the fact that our family traditions are broken and I don’t know how to revive them. I’m feeling melancholy, a little sorry for myself.Continue Reading