“The day started quietly enough, which is always a tip-off. With two kids around, silence in my house is something to be feared and loathed…” And that’s how my daughter’s descent into amoral seediness began. I wrote about “the incident” in 2010 when it happened, but prettied it up for my Mommy Moment over…Continue Reading
Etcetera
Letting it Go, A Re-Post
Today on Facebook, one of my high school buddies referred to Kairos, which was supposed to be a life-changing retreat us Catholic school girls attended our junior year. It made me think of the below. When I was a junior in high school, I attended a spiritual retreat called Kairos. It was a…Continue Reading
The Lull Re-Post
As for all of you, I’ve been busy to capacity. And so I thought today to publish a post I’d already written, just to show up and say hi. Which is when I found this from a few years ago. I think it works. I’m currently lazing in bed, sick tissue at…Continue Reading
The Dimwitted Adventures of a Dope
You know how you might have a super intelligent friend who is book smart, but a little dim when it comes to stuff like life? For instance, one of my dear friends, an attorney, is very smart and savvy. He wins every case. I would turn to him any day for legal advice. …Continue Reading
The Bubble
My girls chitter chatter in front of me as we walk to school in a jagged tangle of excitement. Hopping, running in stops and starts, both of them planning to be in line exactly when the bell rings at 8:55. I shuffle behind, waving to parents I know from the street, or the park, or…Continue Reading
Annoying Social Media Types
(The above is a vent. As is the below.) Guess what time of the month it is? That’s right! Pretty Much Snarky time! That special block of days on the calendar where I say what’s on my mind and regret it in a week! So, let’s get started with…Continue Reading
The Gift
For Christmas, my dad gifted me with a beautiful silver box, sealed, personalized, and full of my mother’s ashes. Each of us children received such a present and the unexpected feeling of holding something so precious and real, but uncomfortable all at the same time. I know my feelings about the soul, and how I…Continue Reading
This Christmas
It hasn’t been an easy year. In fact, it’s been a most uneasy year. I lost a major editing contract and have scraped and scratched for freelance jobs to fill the gap, and The Rock has never worked harder at bidding jobs that don’t come fast, or simple. This isn’t to say there…Continue Reading
Holiday Decor Deconstructed
A few weeks ago I worked late on a Saturday and came home around 4PM greeted by a mish mash melange mosaic of Christmas cheer. Seems Toots and Booger bamboozled their dad into taking the holiday decorations out of the garage early so they could get a head start on fluffing our place with all…Continue Reading
With What is Left
“You can see him now,” like a movie butler or secretary might say, and never before have those words carried such weight. I threw each syllable around my shoulders and hefted their sharp points into the hospital room. I laid the armor at his feet, and surveyed the tube thieving his speech. And then.…Continue Reading
Support, Don’t Subvert, Other Writers
{{A re-post!} Writing sweats it out of you, sometimes turnip blood, sometimes holy water, but the act is always a birth, a labor to be endured with sturdy legs and open mouth. There’s such pain rooted in the craft, which is inexorably tied to bliss, both binding together in a paroxysm of creation. A…Continue Reading
The Vast and Beautiful Sound of Silence
In the days when I’d visit my dear friend Rebecca, I remembered silence. Those afternoons of unrelenting nothing. Of near to zero noise and conversation and TV buzz. So many days, a million, we’d sit cross-legged from each other, she in her rocking chair, I in a vintage gold velvet-covered, straight-back number, and just…Continue Reading
