One of my earliest childhood memories finds me nestled in the back of a wood-paneled station wagon with my brothers and sister, crocheted afghans pulled to our necks, eyes fixed on the ceiling of the car and little padding for our backs. Above us, centered in the beam cast from streetlights and traveling cars, our hand-shadow puppets danced across a stage until the […]
Beyond the Beaches of Cabo
While looking through photos this morning, I came across pictures from a trip I took to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Of course, I loved sailing over the turquoise water and taking in the white sandy beaches, but one of my favorite memories includes an excursion we took to a fabulous venue tucked in the foothills […]
Make a Splash
The alarm sounds, the mind wakes up, and unless we are on vacation, our to-do list unfurls itself in our head. We roll out of bed, What do I have to do today?… The unfurled list follows us to the bathroom, joins us in the shower and then rides shotgun as we make our way through our day. […]
Empty Bowls
Too old to climb stairs, mornings begin with a welcome sigh of relief from our dog, Chinook; she sleeps at the base of them on her bed, and although I pretend her eager tail wag is a euphoric response to my arrival downstairs, truth is, she is all about her empty bowls. First order of business […]
Fear is a four letter word
Last October I faced my decades-old fear of the ocean by simply getting wet. You know, the up to your knees kind of wet. I had reached a point in my life where I realized that only I could redefine what getting older meant to me and I was determined not to lead a life […]
Dear 16 Year Old Me
Dear 16-Year-Old Me, Just you wait. Oh, how I cringe when I hear those three words. I cringe because what is inferred is this: you don’t have a clue, you haven’t seen anything yet because the life you have led thus far doesn’t measure up to what someone else has experienced. Truth is, I don’t […]
Pictures of You, Pictures of Me
The Kodak paper envelope with its signature yellow color is as familiar as my reflection once was. And I feel my heart sink just a little when I realize there is not one picture of me in the 36 images from the developed role. It was 17 years ago. Other than I was the one […]
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