We Don’t Talk About…

My young grandson has discovered the magic of film with his favorite movie Encanto. A wonderful story of family dynamics, beliefs, history and magic, its signature song We Don’t Talk About Bruno –music and lyrics by the brilliant Lin-Manuel Miranda–is a cautionary tale about ignoring a family member whose magic gift is telling prophecies, often…

Gap Year

Last month thousands of students graduated from high school or college or university or trade school. Any number of educational institutions scattered across the country. I always loved the word “commencement” (what the graduation ceremonies are actually called) because even though it is a ceremony celebrating an ending or an accomplishment or completion, it also…

The Last Two Survivors

The other night over a shared bottle of wine, my husband and I gazed out at an evening heavy with humidity, the sky and air the color of silver and gray. It was completely silent. No birds sang, no creatures rustled in the trees. Utter silence. It was so unusual and eerie that my husband…

The In-Between

Lately I’ve been reading a lot of posts and blogs about aging. Some write about lessons learned or life as an older person or how they spend their time now that they’ve reached a certain age. Some argue age is just a number, it’s how you feel that is the true indication. Some mourn lost…

Sunflowers in February

As a writer, I think about what words I want to put out into the world every day. My hope is to write something that will make the reader feel uplifted or inspired or think about what I’ve written. When I first started writing this blog seven years ago, I thought I should steer away…

I Wish I Had A River

I love the Olympic Games. Ever since I was young, my family would gather in front of the TV to watch athletes from all over the world perform their hearts out. Tears, falls, screams of happiness, performances that gave me chills and brought me to tears. Excellence never seen before and sometimes never repeated again….