Reflections

When you start the New Year with a concussion, it can only get better from there. Right? (She typed hopefully.) Yes, I was concussed at the end of December. No, there’s not a good story about it. I wasn’t drinking or skydiving. I wasn’t in an accident or daring fight. No, wait… I was fighting […]

This year, we decided to enjoy a little Christmas in New York City. Our mid-December trip really helped me get into the holiday spirit. And that was a big ask after a rough couple of months and mounting fears for the future. Our trip included exploring the holiday shops at Bryant Park and Macy’s Harold

My November passed in a blur of time. One of those intensely busy periods when every moment is heightened, yet once it quiets, there is nothing but a blur of memories and emotions to untangle. There are snippets that standout, like a conversation sparked by a pocket watch… For most of this month, I’ve efficiently

What can I say? My post-election thoughts are a jumble. I’d like to say that I’m shocked by the results, but I knew this outcome was a strong possibility. I wanted to be wrong about that. It would have been nice to have more people reject a turn toward autocracy led by a convicted felon.

Last week was my 49th birthday, but I’m not worried about turning 50. For me, the scary age was 48. As I’ve written about before, my mom died when she was 48 and my impressionable, 13-year-old brain decided that was the age I would die, too. As the years passed, I didn’t entirely believe that.