The other day my six-year-old daughter, with a sympathetic expression, put her arm around me and said, “It must be hard to be a mother. You don’t get to do the all things you want to do.” My heart lurched. Clearly, in this time of craziness and overwhelm, when I haven’t been at my best,Continue reading “unfinished stories”
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the next ninety days
(written April 7th) In ninety days I’ll turn thirty-nine. In ninety days we also move back to the US (God-willing.) First let’s address the aging. Turning thirty wasn’t hard. I was forty weeks pregnant and about to pop. There were other things on my mind than aging. Plus, I felt young. I was okay withContinue reading “the next ninety days”
hug your ‘therapy’ dog
Lately, in this time of quarantine, I find myself longing for our old dog, Colbie. We adopted Colbie, an intelligent, affable Goldendoodle, as a tiny pup. My husband diligently trained him, and he became my daily running partner. Colbie rarely barked, potty-trained easily, and never chewed a thing we didn’t want him to. He wasContinue reading “hug your ‘therapy’ dog”
a warm, quiet welcome…
First, I hope you’ve grabbed your drink of choice. For me, it is a large, steaming mug of black coffee. I want it to reach my veins as quickly as possible. Whatever it is in your hand, it should make you smile when you hold it and perhaps after a few small sips the wordsContinue reading “a warm, quiet welcome…”
coffee, then words 