The Moment Before

I’m in that sweet spot, where everything is pretty good and I sense change around the corner but it isn’t here yet. I mean, I’m actively working toward something new, with no clue what that new might be. But I’m mostly past the fear of what’s ahead. I mean it’s there, but instead of sinking […]

November 17th

November 17th It is my father’s birthday. I call him but he doesn’t answer the phone. I call again, again, until my mother answers. He’s not one who likes answering the phone Especially when he’s perusing a box of chocolates.   I call again, again, until my father’s face pops up on my screen. He’s […]

Here Comes Winter

The woman who just walked into the coffee shop looks familiar. Why is that, I think. Do I know her? I don’t, but her army green raincoat is almost exactly like mine. Her hair is short, bob-like style, fine hair, like mine. She’s not me. She’s like me. It reminds me of the mindfulness story […]


Whoosh! This time of year is crazy. All of a sudden I have too many deadlines and all of the festivity stuff is beginning. I haven’t had any space to be quiet and reach down into that mucky center and really write. So I’m going to share two poems today. One of my writing students […]


I wake up and I’m remembering my dream. How I was late. Going to a water park with someone I don’t see much of anymore. It was stressful, being with someone I don’t know how to be with anymore. And now it’s hours later and I’m thinking about how reading the news lately maims me. […]

Thinking About Failure

Mondays are so weird. I have a hard time transitioning out of the bliss that is a weekend, especially after a 3-day weekend. My heart is with my kids’ hearts but their hearts are out roaming the world. I notice as soon as they are almost gone (as I’m waiting for Annie to be ready […]

These Days Of Rain

On days when I wake up happy it is hard to write. Who needs to hear about hours that bend to my wants how even the laundry feels easy? How this picture with words feels beside the point when there’s warm coffee, leftovers from an Italian restaurant heat swirling from multiple vents, a girl who […]