The room is dim—the only source of light is the late afternoon sun sneaking through the wavy glass windowpanes and dancing across the deep sills. A huge tree stands against a plaster white wall. There is a tall wooden ladder, its legs splayed, perched next to the... read more
No sooner had I cleaned up Thanksgiving dinner that it hit me. Sure as the sun would rise, Black Friday would dawn and Cyber Monday would follow. The holiday shopping could not be delayed any longer. Time to face the crowds, the credit cards, and the capitalist... read more
On my computer screen, a grainy black and white photograph stares at me. It’s jarring how young he was. And how handsome. And that he was dead at forty-one—an age younger than I am now. His obituary photo is all that pops up when I Google his name—the single evidence... read more
Wayne Dyer says, “Loving People live in a loving world. Hostile people live in a hostile world. Same world.” Turn on the TV or radio, pick two channels, and you’ll find opposing interpretations of humanity. Refuges good. Immigration bad. The sky is falling. Everything... read more
It’s said that the worst fate for a writer is to be burdened with a happy childhood. In my memories, the sun is always shining. The snow is pure white and the perfect consistency with which to build a snowman. My parents don’t yell or scream. The whole family eats a... read more
Food For Thought: How many nights a week do you sit down at central table and eat with your family? For our clan, it’s tough. We’re always running from one practice to another (soccer, lacrosse, dance, cheer, track) and if we’re not, my husband and I (both real estate... read more
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