Country Wedding
(also published on MariaShriver.com December 12, 2014) It’s a love story. Not naïve, innocent love blissfully anticipating a future of...
Where Would You Go?
When I was preparing for my trip to France two years ago, agonizing over the decision of whether to go or not (way too extravagant, too...
The 4th of July
I am grateful to have been born in the United States and every day value my freedom. I’ve never been much of a parade person, but I went...
The Flip Flops
It is a rare colleague who slips into my social network, but Joanne is a rare breed. My life is better for having met, and merged, with...
On Writing
“Writing is how I come to know myself. The blank page is my mirror, my teacher, my salvation.”* Dani Shapiro I have done volunteer work...
Monterey
Last fall, I dropped my younger son off for freshman year of college in Savannah, Georgia and flew straight to California for a week-long...
Gray Exercisers
Winter is winding down in Maine. Late April still gives us 45 degree mornings, rain, (snowflakes further north), and streets with deep...
Crazy in the North
We’re a little crazy in Maine. Our temperatures this long, snowy winter have been in the negative range often – more than I can ever...
18 Things Highly Creative People do Differently
This post is an excerpt from an article on The Huffington Post which I saw on one of my favorite blogs: The Lettered Cottage on 3/8/14...
Four Hangers and a Radio
My dear friend’s parents were moved into assisted living. In the course of a short month, or to them the longest month of their lives, my...