I can’t eat Jolly Ranchers anymore. It’s not because the hard candies are not delicious. It’s because I have a very specific memory of the last time… Read more “Jolly Ranchers and Grief.”
Washing Windows, Again
French doors grace the living room of my home. They open onto my back deck, where I like to sit in the morning, surrounded by panting dogs… Read more “Washing Windows, Again”
2020.
I’ve said it. I’ve read it. More than once. You have too. “2020 sucks!” I have a friend who I call my “complaining friend”. She’s allowed to… Read more “2020.”
Frappuccinos & Peter the Apostle
The day was bright and sunny and clear-skied. The temperature was a balmy 68 or 70 degrees, my brain can’t recall exactly. What I do remember on… Read more “Frappuccinos & Peter the Apostle”
Teacher & Pupil: How I’m Being Taught
It is 10:45 a.m. on a Tuesday morning. My son is bouncing on his tiny trampoline behind me as I work at my desk. He is chanting,… Read more “Teacher & Pupil: How I’m Being Taught”
A Tradition of Donuts
I hear the oil bubbling in the giant black pot. Its acrid smell blending with the pungent smell odor of cinnamon and nutmeg. My silver-haired granny is… Read more “A Tradition of Donuts”
36 Recommendations
Tomorrow is my 36th birthday. It does not feel like a significant event, really. Along with my usual joy of celebrating my life on this planet, I… Read more “36 Recommendations”
My Doubts & Jesus
The preacher said the phrase again. Cold fear shot down my spine from my temple to my toes. “Beyond a shadow of a doubt”, he droned. “You… Read more “My Doubts & Jesus”
What the “Ladies” Taught Me
In the small village in Germany, where my family and I lived when I was fourteen, our neighbors, Herr and Frau Stoof, invited us over one afternoon… Read more “What the “Ladies” Taught Me”
Dear Food
Dear Food, I love you. You’ve taken me places I would never have gone. You’ve given solace when I was alone. You kept me from other versions… Read more “Dear Food”
Coffee & Conversation 