The trouble with…

The trouble with…

The trouble with pain is its persistence, unlike memory or friends. It nags you like your mom before your first day of school – or your dad after your last. Take an aspirin… Aspirin absolves pain – without clear explanation. Perhaps I should have...
64-color Crayola Box

64-color Crayola Box

What do you recall from the first day of school? What rite of passage pleased you most: your novelty lunchbox, new clothes, a fresh hair cut? What accompanied your catapult from carefree kinder and endless opportunities for mayhem? What rite of passage piqued you on...
The Flu Flew

The Flu Flew

Never underestimate the therapeutic power of driving 80 mph along a coast. With the top down, radio blasting Bruce tunes. I was cuddled in blankets up to my chin just a few hours earlier, my chest heaving after each volcanic cough. The Flu Siege had snared me, synced...
Life as a Miracle: Lost and Found

Life as a Miracle: Lost and Found

A fan/friend told me that she relishes the tales I write from life… I do, too. Especially when it comes to citing miracles. What follows is among the best, one that shouts ‘luck of the Irish’, followed by a chaser of champagne or beer. The two...
Ambivalent America

Ambivalent America

Ambivalence pervades America. Fear lurks, invading souls. As peers freely spew hate-filled rhetoric, I long to invoke my freedom to plug my ears. Perhaps that’s why so many younger folks walk about with earbuds… In fact, divergence of mind set and values...
Fancy plushitous

Fancy plushitous

Plantar facitis – I have it again. Oopsy, the shoes I’ve been wearing. Oopsy, a mash-up of syllables and sounds again. What’s a girl to do – go shoe shopping, of course! One can not mend a brain, so one must spend – Retail therapy is...