Wrinkles and Time
Last week, when washing my face before going to bed, I was surprised to see that somehow, when I wasn't paying attention, one of my formerly-slight crow's feet had become much more distinct.It reminded me of the afternoon last summer when I looked at my face in my...
What Story Would Your Book Tell?
I stumbled across this image this past week and immediately saved it as my phone's wallpaper and screensaver.It appeals to me in part because I am a writer.But it speaks to me even more because I'm a reader. A reader who sometimes is frustrated by finding the...
One Year: What Would You Do?
What would you do with one year's paid leave of absence?That subject line in my email inbox made my heart kick up a notch for just a few seconds one day last week. A quick glance at the sender's name, however, informed me that the accompanying message wasn't my...
Keepin’ It Simple . . . Right?
According to many sociologists, the #1 resolution made by Americans every year is to get into shape.Judging by the number of folks I saw when I went to the gym today, that observation is true. By the way, I didn't make a similar resolution. No, I went to the...
The Path is Visible
I feel more than a bit pretentious as I draft this end-of-the-year post. I mean, seriously! I blogged so sparingly these past 12 months that I'm not sure such a post is warranted.Truth be told, though, my life has been a bit like the proverbial duck this past year....
Depleted
I am one of those people who processes issues by either writing or talking about them. As I journal or recount, sometimes ad nauseum (apologies to my kids, closest friends, and sister), an issue I'm grappling with, I find clarity.That was the case this...
A Mini-Whirlwind (aka The New Job)
My oh my, but what a whirlwind these past 6 weeks have been!I started my new job and thought I was somewhat prepared for the change back to the high school classroom, 5 days a week, and all that entails. I wasn't. It was less the number of classes and days in the...
My People
Until a few months ago, I didn't know a single person who was living the lifestyle I dream of. When I mentioned to family or friends what I was hoping to do, they were supportive, but none of them had ever done anything more than camp for short periods of time.Now,...
Changing My Ways
I have a close relative who hates having a birthday. She always has. Even when she turned 30 -- over 30 years ago -- she greeted her special day not with smiles and happy anticipation of the year to come but with a crankily snarled "Don't even mention that...
Inspire (fmf)
I'm very excited to again this week join a talented group of women who connect each Friday in an online, unedited flash mob free write based on a one-word prompt from our fearless leader Kate Motaung. My timer is set for 5 minutes; let's see where the word...
