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…

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…

Three Shots and A Mask

It’s crystal clear by this point that there is no handbook on how to live through a global pandemic. 2022 arrived with a lot of hope but not much change. The virus is still alive and well and wreaking havoc on our health and on society in general. If that sounds defeatist, I must tell…

Wish Upon A Star

December is the time when we celebrate the fact that we’ve made it through another year. The stars align for the Solstice, when the day and night are equal as autumn morphs into winter. Christmas is just around the corner. This December marks another year of a global pandemic, an experience that has drastically changed…