In my home as a kid, an argument was a usual occurrence. Mom, Dad, Sister, myself–we yelled. I always took pride in our open communication. We would speak our mind. We would forget about it. Our arguments were loud. We said mean things and then calmed down and got more articulate and thoughtful. We knew […]
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I had news to share with Michael about a home improvement project. I had made phone calls and gotten some estimates. I wanted his attention. I wanted to brainstorm. He gave me his attention. He put on his Project Manager cap and told me about things called budgets and timelines and needing a plan and […]
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When I left the writers’ conference I walked the sidewalk of the convention center under I sunny sky, the first in two days. People sat in groups on the lawn, eating apples, wearing sunglasses. One man sat on a retaining wall with his iPad. He looked stumped, as if he were searching for just the […]
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Once I quit working outside the home, I didn’t have the luxury of my daily stop at the bagel shop to get my carbs and coffee. Packing up a baby in an infant carrier and driving elsewhere to purchase a cup of joe in a paper cup was a terribly inconvenient activity for a new […]
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At a book club hosted by the local library, I listened to a fifty-year-old woman across the table tell the story of her mother opening a Christmas gift–a bottle of Ménage à Trois wine. She couldn’t believe someone would give that gift to her mother. She said, “Mom doesn’t even know what that means.” I […]
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abundance in the boondocks 