Holding Hands With Your Heart

I cried on the way to Trader Joe's today. What is it about being in the car alone that makes every wistful thought, every premonition of the future and mournful reminiscence of the past come surging to the surface? It must be the lulling monotony of the drive that causes our minds to tiptoe into … Continue reading Holding Hands With Your Heart

You’ve got mail. But not on the weekends.

I'll admit it, I'm upset at the news this morning. I can't stop thinking about it. The world is changing before our very eyes, and I'm mourning the loss already. Today the USPS announced it will no longer deliver mail on Saturdays beginning in August. The move will save the failing company two billion dollars a … Continue reading You’ve got mail. But not on the weekends.

Living in Shades of Gray (and hoping there’s more than Fifty)

We live in a world of extremes, and it's never been more apparent to me than in the aftermath of the Sandy Hook shooting. Extreme makeovers. Extreme sports. Extreme climate. Extreme religion. It all boils down to an extreme reality which isn't particularly real at all. (Are we really supposed to think the Kardashians or … Continue reading Living in Shades of Gray (and hoping there’s more than Fifty)

Why I Hate Thursdays and How They’ve Helped Me Grow

I've lost three family members in the past four years, all of them on a Thursday. A chilly Thursday in November 2008--Thanksgiving in fact--ended not with post-turkey coma and pumpkin-pie-smeared faces being shooed up to bed, but with my father-in-law being rushed to the hospital after suffering a heart attack in front of his family, … Continue reading Why I Hate Thursdays and How They’ve Helped Me Grow