…but do I do anything about it? Rarely! Regularly something pops into my head that I think you’d like to talk about. Whether it’s political, art-borne or stupid people things, constantly popping up like whack-a-mole. And I think, I will remember this one or let me send myself a text… But then I am called …
Where Ya Going?
Recently I was trying to calculate the ideal life span. I remember saying to my father earlier this year, “I think 80 years is enough.” He laughed and said, “I did too, until I was about to turn 80!” A few months later, my father had a massive stroke and left the earth 3 days …
The Baby One
I have never taken the time to write about him…I can hardly breathe when I think of being in the world without him. I hope he never reads this because it will pierce his heart – because he loves so hard. My baby brother – that I didn’t want. (I thought it would be better …
The Daughter’s Wound
My greatest challenge in this never-ending healing process is to allow the dreams and disappointments of that little girl to be processed and released by the grown ass woman I’ve become.
Fire and Ice
Oh My God – I’m so angry. Oh My God – I’m so hurt. Oh My God – I’m so afraid. I am so certain. I am so right. I am so passionate. I am so hate-filled. Oh My God – I am so wrong.
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. …
There’s No Cheating in Baseball!
How can we just ignore the lengths that an entire baseball team went to to cheat? This wasn’t keeping a watchful eye on the catcher and hoping for a tell from the pitcher. This was cameras and willing participants throughout the team and coaching staff. RUFKM?
‘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, …