Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
(For my dear sister, Kay, I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.) Your face is fading. I see shadows of chin, cheekbone, childhood inside my mind. Orange Kool-Aid, baloney sandwiches, Aunt Carol’s peonies like colossal, pink faces thrill us. He loves me, he loves me not. You tell me you Read more
Take no heed of her…. She reads a lot of books.―Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair I cannot tell my son I walked to or from school in the snow because I grew up in Arizona. But I have told him I walked home the one mile route from St. Theresa Read more
What do you do when you’re a nice person and you are attacked by an asshole? I think most of us are nice by nature. We are willing to put up with others being annoying in public because we are nice. We don’t want to lessen their experience because they Read more
“That’s the whole point of life, you know? To meet new people.” ―Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian I met Aurora by accident. I was up in the Arizona White Mountains looking for someone to cut my hair over the Read more
The passing of time is something I ponder about often. Concepts of time travel a favorite of the fantasy genre. Being able to travel through time is an appealing idea. I think we all are aware that experiencing something, whatever it is, alters us. Time traveling is interpreted many different Read more
“But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begins.” ―Mitch Albom, For One More Day 1. One of my first memories of my mother is her French braiding my hair while I sat on our kitchen stool. Unfortunately, this was class picture day Read more
Kids are hard–they drive you crazy and break your heart–whereas grandchildren make you feel great about life, and yourself, and your ability to love someone unconditionally, finally, after all these years. ―Anne Lamott, Some Assembly Required July 23, 2012 The day my life changed forever. In every way. I became Read more
My husband and I sat at our undersized dining room table across from an escrow agent in a mismatched room ragged at the corners from being both over a hundred years old and a rental home for thirty. The woman’s low voice skimmed over the stack of contracts one by Read more