Finding the words, finding my voice

I posted a piece a few weeks ago, a letter to my 25-year-old self. I got some very positive feedback from people. The only person I didn't receive positive feedback from was me. It took me several weeks before I could bring myself to hit the "post" button. "Who cares about your 25-year-old self?" A... Continue Reading →

One thousand and one unrelated facts

My dad knew a lot of random facts. And he would bring up these facts at random moments. He could also quote Monty Python and the Holy Grail at will. Now, sometimes, those facts spring forth from me. For instance, at a recent work meeting, we were discussing nibbling amoebae, as one does when one... Continue Reading →

A moving experience – dismantling a life

August, 2018: Earlier this year, I helped my mother and stepfather move from a house they had lived in for 20 years into a retirement community. I flew from Florida to Seattle and spent five days taping together cardboard boxes, filling them with possessions, marking them with sharpies and stickers so the movers would know... Continue Reading →

Dear Younger Me

Dear Younger Me, I am standing outside the apartment building in Washington, D.C., where you lived 27 years ago. You had just turned 25, and you were young and married and looking for your first job. You had been working in D.C. for about nine months, in internship positions. You had two cats in the... Continue Reading →

False eyelashes and failure

I do a few things pretty well. I'm a good baker. I'm a good dancer. Occasionally I can turn a good phrase. I crack witty puns — okay, some people might disagree with the with the witty puns. But my point is that I'm skilled in certain areas due to many years of practice. But... Continue Reading →

The Tree

Every now and then when I am outdoors walking down a random path, a branch will catch my eye and remind me of my Tree. I haven't seen this particular tree in almost 45 years. I remember few things about the catastrophic illness that nearly took my life, and it is possible that the tree... Continue Reading →

My one-word theme for 2019

Explore. It's my one-word theme for 2019. When I heard on Gretchen Rubin's podcast, Happier, that she and her sister choose a one-word theme for the year every year, I didn't think I could do it. How could I choose one word out of all the possibilities across several languages? I'm a word NERD. I... Continue Reading →

2018: A year of questions

"There are years that ask questions and years that answer." — Zora Neale Hurston For me, 2018 has been a year that asked a lot of questions. My husband Curt and I changed jobs, moved across the country, lost his father to a stroke and said goodbye to two beloved pets. We joke that the... Continue Reading →

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