From where I sit

I have been silent lately. I don’t want to add to the cacophony of voices. And yet, I feel things so deeply. I am beyond saddened at man’s inhumanity to man, laid out in my country for all to see. With the most unkind, entitled man at the helm. Who am I, right? Just another…

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Celebrating ma

Hi there. My Japanese readers might understand this headline, but those elsewhere who aren’t into design or finding their Zen probably think this post is about Mother’s Day. It’s not😊. But Happy Mother’s Day to those of you in the States who are soon to celebrate! Let the family spoil you this weekend. Stick with…

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Quarantine coffee

Hello there, my socially distanced friends. I’m applauding you from afar as you continue to keep to yourselves. Bravo! Keep it up. It’s working. I hope you’re still stocked with your coffee of choice. Not easy to get foodstuffs nowadays. At least not if you, like me, are ordering for delivery instead of going to…

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Through the window

Hello, my friend. I’m here. You there? Good. I think that’s the way they want us right now. As I walked my dog recently, I heard someone call my name. It took me a bit to locate the voice but when I did, it was coming from my neighbor’s window. Dan and Sandy, both 80-somethings,…

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Scenes from a Sunday morning waiting room

I had a morning of solidarity with the little people today. You know the ones. Just under three feet tall, sticky fingers, still mastering large multisyllabic words. And apparently, sick quite often, if the local urgent care center is any indication. I wandered into the waiting room of my local urgent care reluctantly this morning….

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Does he notice?

Does he notice that I fold his towels in a sweet way? That I use natural laundry soap and make him take his vitamins and pay up for the all-natural body wash to keep him healthy and away from crummy chemicals? Does he notice that I sneak glances at his 15-year-old self, trying to drink…

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You’re (not) too much

I have a wish for you this year, as we begin a shiny new decade. May you embrace whatever is true for you. May you embrace your “too.” “Too” as in when friends or family tell you that you are “too fill-in-the blank.” Too smart. Too sassy. Too independent. Too sensitive. Too brash. Too bookish….

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The givers

My friend Kate is pushing my grocery cart for me. And she is doing this while brandishing a Christmas wreath I’ve chosen to buy. It’s looped over her right forearm, like a medieval shield, as she does battle with the pre-Thanksgiving shoppers. She’s a tiny formidable force in Whole Foods, tooling down the aisles like…

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Fluffy is alive

I thought I’d kicked the habit. Broken out of the age-old pattern in my family of fearing the worst, preparing for it ad nauseam. Because in my family of origin, if the worst hits and you’re unprepared, then shame on you. What did you not think of? What lack on your part could have stemmed…

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Coffee break

I am gazing out the window at my serviceberry tree, which is turning the prettiest shade of burnt orange. Autumn is here. The sun is shining. It’s a good day. And we have some catching up to do. Let’s take a virtual coffee break, near the serviceberry. I’ll bring the French press if you bring…

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The lineup

I am dating again. No one in particular, just dipping a reluctant toe back in the water rather than watching the group-swim from a lounge chair beside the pool. My reluctance toward online dating is epic in this blog. Here, if you have any interest in that diatribe. But I’m not in diatribe mode at…

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Food off my plate

It’s like a second skin that you slip back into after many moons have passed. You see him as part of a group gathering, this man you shared a small part of your young life with. And he still carries your bag to the car. You turn to find it, spinning, wondering where it went….

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