It definitely feels like I am waiting for the point. What the heck was 2020 all about because, surely, there is some meaning to find there?

I’ve been faced, in recent weeks, with the challenges of being introverted in an extroverted world

Says the Universe all time, “I got you.”

My great-aunt D was born in 1909. She died 90 years later. She was one of three sisters and two brothers. Her father was a teacher and he...

When my son, Meacham, was young (and his sister, Pilar, just a baby), he found himself, inexplicably, living in the same house with a myt...

Maybe it's because we're in Pride month, June, but I have on my mind the phrase "coming out of the closet" which we know is closely assoc...

This is a photograph of my son, Meacham, as he approaches the Dury Mill Cemetery, in Pas de Calais, France where his namesake, my great-u...

A friend recently shared an Instagram post that spoke of her reawakening into her True Self. I welcomed her home. I know how that feels. ...

Little-known fact about me: in April of 2018, I suffered a debilitating panic attack on a New York City subway car. I actually love ridin...

I've been on a bender. Not of the alcohol kind. Something far worse, far more insidious. I've been on "social media". Insidious - what a ...

Back in the 60s and 70s, when I was just a kid, our rural property was hooked up to a telephone party line. I don't know the science behi...

Some days, Paul and I are on each other's last nerve. It doesn't help that we are both at an age where we forget things … like entire con...

I've stopped beating myself up over the dreaded New Year's Resolutions. Just the word resolution sends shivers up AND down my spine. It s...

The Bitter Lately, I've been feeling my age. Middle age. Upper middle age? I've calculated that if I live to around the average ages of m...

There are nights when I wake up in a panic. It’s usually 3:00 a.m. when it’s too early to get up and too late to, well, get up. My body v...

I am such a huge fan of dystopian fiction. Stuff like Nineteen Eighty-Four (George Orwell), Fahrenheit 451 (Ray Bradbury), Brave New Worl...

Okay, so this blog is going to be about a whole jumble of things. Why? Because life right now is a hot mess. Is it not? I wake up in the ...

Well, well, well. Week 6. Funny that I can tell you what week of isolation we are in but I couldn't tell you what day it is, even if my l...

As we speak, my mother is dying. She has Stage lV cancer which started in her lungs earlier this year. Despite radiation treatment, it ha...

My mom died on May 29, 2020 at 11:30 a.m. Ever the pragmatist, she chose a doctor-assisted death so we knew right down to the minute when...