Things come in bunches. And so this spring was a season of loss when first a friend passed away, then my mother-in-law, and finally another extraordinary woman, whom I actually only met three times in person, but who impacted the world in important and aspirational ways. The remarkable Helen Persson was 95 years old when she died. And although I ...
There’s a butterfly scar on my left knee that I refer to as my war injury. It’s the legacy of a spectacular crash into a metal telephone pole support, while riding what my sisters and I fondly called “The War Bike.” The War Bike had been my mother’s childhood transportation in the years following World ...
The first time I met acclaimed artisan Barney Bellinger, he was walking in my sister’s house with a school kid’s grin and a big basket of mushrooms. “I just found these oysters on the tree behind your shed,” he asked causally. “There are tons of them. How about if I cook them up for the dinner?” ...
Picture this: I’m about to see my college boyfriend for the first time in 15 years. I’m flying into his town for a book talk and will be staying at his house. That’s right. With his wife and kids. He’s picking me up at the airport now and we’re triangulating where to meet via cell phone. Background: This isn’t some prom date kind of ...
The run up to Valentines Day offers eternal love for couples. Flowers, chocolates, hearts– even birds chirping for those lucky few. But the reality of any relationship is hard work. And not everyone is going to hit every box on the marital check list. Sometimes the reality isn’t quite as sexy, but being there for the ...