Everyone thought I was going to fall apart. The first year my son went off to university, the predictions were unanimous: “You’re going to be devastated without him.” Some said it kindly. Some said it gleefully. Some handed me wine Read More
It was a rainy afternoon in London. My son — ten or eleven at the time — was eager to visit Madame Tussaud’s wax museum. I wasn’t feeling it. At all.
He was excited. I was… not so much.
Of course, we went. (Good parenting points, right?) Read More
It was indeed a lovely trip. Thanks, Ann!
I was in France one September driving through Provence. Just me in a rented Mini with the French language GPS voice, female, whom I named Gigi, and look where I ended up! (Photo above.) Gordes (gordz), France. Absolutely spectacular. Getting there was something Read More
The other day I pulled into a Home Depot parking lot to get off the road as I sat in on a teleconference. While I was concentrating on the call, a big muscle, pickup truck pulled in opposite me. Big wheels, souped-up, loud, extra rods and rails all around.
Out from the driver’s seat came a big guy. Shaved head, tattooed, Read More
Want to be captivated, challenged, entertained, and inspired—all before your coffee gets cold? Meet TED. I am in love with TED.
Together we’ve trotted through history, across continents, and into the human heart. We’ve explored the birds and the bees, love letters and robotics, creativity and compassion. TED is captivating, entertaining, inspiring, and Read More
How lovely, Libby! Thank you for sharing.
My son is an adult, now. A while back, we had a casual pizza dinner party at the cottage one night. The next morning the leftovers were brought out for pre-brunch snacking. Spying the pizza, he reached for a slice as he said that something in the pizza last night gave him heartburn. Lifting the slice Read More
Lovely, Cathy! Thanks for sharing. :D
Remember as a kid when you wanted to be alone and you just closed your eyes thinking no one could see you? It’s in us all. We have an innate need to be alone sometimes. More often for some than others, but we all do. As kids, we’d close our eyes, or hide in the closet or under Read More
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