When our dog Tucker died, hit by a car in front of my eyes, I was struck in the days that followed by the way grief, relief and guilt could co-exist in such a cozy fashion. I cried my eyes out as I carried his broken body back to the house. But in the aftermath of shock, I felt an uneasy peace that the yippy, ankle biting, stranger- phobic ...
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I’ve got two pieces of news to share. So I’ll get right down to it: MY FIRST NOVEL – comes out in September. “Those We Love Most” has been a three-year labor of love and I am excited to share the finished product. I’m scheduling book events, talks and signings for the fall — so let’s talk ...
I can still feel his creepy little sausage fingers on my thigh. Babysitting his kids wasn’t my favorite job, but my parents expected all of us to earn spending money. The father always volunteered to drive me home and I dreaded the discomfort of the short ride, the forced conversation, the way he leaned toward me with boozy breath as ...
Anyone who came of age in the 70’s has dealt with the painful reckoning of their yearbook photo, or really ANY photograph from that time. Hands down, it was the most hideous fashion decade of the last millennium, with the possible exception of being a man in the Court of Versailles or during the Victorian bathing era. Those were the days of hip-hugger ...
I wanted to be a botanist until I got a C in college. But I love plants and all the shades of green from spring to fall, make me content. It feels good to grow things, even spiky old cacti cheer me up. Cutting flowers and putting them in a vase just raise my endorphins. But it’s not just the pretty things. I find the ...