One sunny morning, years ago, found me in port in Cozumel, where moments before my husband and I had disembarked the Norwegian Pearl. To my… ( Read More )
Thanks, Dad
I once saw a plaque that said, “Sometimes when I open my mouth my Mother comes out.” I smile when I think of that plaque.… ( Read More )
Do I have to?
Early in my career, I worked in an office directed by a military officer who appeared comfortable in any social setting. I was surprised to… ( Read More )
Finding my voice
I was nearly three years old before I began to talk. My parents assumed I would talk when I was ready, until the day one… ( Read More )
a day in the life…
Meet Nelson. Nelson is a 14-year-old Jack Russell Terrier. He came to live with us when he was 12 weeks old. If he could talk,… ( Read More )
playing by ear…
When I started this new blog, I promised myself I would post a new piece at least weekly. This was my “it’s now or never”… ( Read More )
Let Them Eat Pie!
I come from a family of great pie bakers, so Pi Day presented a good excuse to pull out the recipes and bake a family… ( Read More )
’till death (or diving) do us part…
Thirty years ago today, at precisely eleven o’clock, I stood next to my father at the back of a small country chapel. We walked the… ( Read More )
memory leak
By now most of my friends (and possibly half of the free world) knows that sometimes I have moments that just defy logical thought. Take,… ( Read More )
whimpers speak louder than words…
I once overheard my mother say to a friend, “We didn’t think Sherry would ever talk, and now we don’t think she’ll ever hush.” I… ( Read More )