If the eyes are the windows to the soul, then the face is the emotional barometer. Me, Just Now I remember first going out in public–to the grocery store, I think–and finding myself in a s...Read More
I know it’s easy to throw around the term “new normal” because it seems like the best way to describe what we’re experiencing amid the COVID-19 global pandemic. I think we desc...Read More
Isolation by its very nature allows you to feel alone. Sometimes it’s by design (says the gleeful introvert). Sometimes it’s not. Clearly, the world in which we’re living is a place that...Read More
When I was walking my dog the other day, I asked Siri to play an NPR news briefing. It was a clear, bright morning. I felt good and was happy to be up and getting a jump on the day. And I like getting...Read More
It’s been a long time since I’ve spent so much time alone–probably harkening back to the first couple of years after my husband Ken‘s death in 2011. Then, my isolation was self...Read More
I returned from Iceland on March 13 after a week of adventures in one of the most beautiful places on the planet. And while I was gone, the entire world changed. Completely. But it seems wherever I lo...Read More
I’ve been thinking a lot about Fridays lately; how much I love them. And look forward to them. How they feel like a warm cocoon after a challenging week of work. And how drastically my feelings abou...Read More
I’m pretty ardent with the attention I pay to my calendar and to my journal (and to my blog, for that matter), marking it with momentous occasions—both good and bad. Ken’s cancer and death were ...Read More
Ken was part of a wonderful family. When I entered said family in the early 2000s, Ken’s gram, Anne, reigned over it. Her home in Michigan City, Indiana, was the hub of family gatherings every holid...Read More
Dear Dad, A year? I still shake my head. How could it be a year since you died? My unstoppable, force-of-nature father. The man who I’m named for. The man who I get my height and my blues eyes from....Read More