I am pretty sure I am only able to get up every morning because I believe there is hope; I believe people can change – all people.
What do you mean, it’s August?
On March 11 of this year we were planning a birthday party for my husband (13th) I had hired someone to Spring clean the house; off to the doctor for my regular blood draw to check my thyroid – then home to wrap gifts, order the cakes, etc. etc. etc. Except as I was leaving …
I am white…
I hate that there are not enough voices to corral the betrayal and energy of our brothers and sisters to create a permanent change for equal rights, equal respect, equal treatment and equal hope for our nation. I hate that more people are dying in response to the unrighteous death of others.
What Will I Need When I’m Old?
My mom is 78 and lives with my husband and me. She is almost independent – but has some physical issues (COPD and peripheral neuropathy primarily) that makes living with us is better for her (and my peace of mind) than her living alone. She struggles with things that continue to surprise to me. I …
Here’s to Italian Men…
…especially the memory-makers. Throughout my childhood, whether in Indiana, Missouri or California, Johnny would show up (often in the middle of the night) with presents, laughter and love…so much love. He was outrageous, fearless and kind (but he had/would cut a bitch, no doubt) – and he was my mother’s best friend in the first …
His Final Act
“I helped David to die” was, as I remember it, my last line as Sally in Terrence McNally’s “Lips Together, Teeth Apart”, a woman who brings her husband, her sister-in-law and her husband, (her one-time lover) to spend a summer weekend at her late brother’s summer home on Fire Island before they sell the property. …
Catching up…
Hey! I have missed you. I have come to care about you; feel like I owe you updates and thoughts and loves and challenges and frustrations and celebrations. Except I also feel like I must add good punctuation, grammar and be free of typos, so it’s not the easy going relationship I sometimes think it …
‘Tis the Season…Dang it!
Who knew celebrating could be hard. I have been sick, busy and desperately trying to find my holiday spirit. I’m happy. I am grateful. I am having a very good life, actually. I just am not excited about the holidays. I want to find a neutral place to be able to enjoy the music, decorating, …
Hidden Heroes Everywhere
Catastrophic injury changes the lives of everyone involved in that life. Kimmy’s family inspires everyone they meet. Posting because it is the Season of Gratitude. It’s so easy to forget how blessed we are!
“It’s Turkey Calling – Could you do me a favor though…?”
There is a rebellion brewing but it’s based on many of the same principles that our founding fathers were fighting for – with freedom and justice for all.