50 years…

This is not my story to tell, but sometimes you tell a story anyway. A story that impacts you deeply. One that has informed and influenced your entire life. One that you've known since the day you were born, but can't possibly know all of. Despite what the title says, the story starts more than … Continue reading 50 years…

the ringer…

There's a routine.  A way I do things.  Every night before I close my eyes and sleep I turn the ringer off on my phone.  Plug it in to charge and curl up on my side to close my eyes and sleep. Except last night. Last night I turned the ringer up.  Set my phone … Continue reading the ringer…

for matty…

It's strange to me sometimes as the parent of an only child, to watch K's interactions with me, her father, her friends, my friends, the world.  I was never an only child.  On the day I was born my brother was nearly three and quite happy being an only child.  I could regale you with … Continue reading for matty…

mothered

Two days before I left on my trip to Austin my mother flew in from the Midwest.  She came for two reasons, both greatly appreciated.  My trip was very close to my daughters birthday, for which my mom comes into town each year anyway.  But the timing, the early arrival was due to the fact … Continue reading mothered

no place

After a week on the road, and I use the term "on the road" very loosely, I'm reminded of a few things that make being home truly special.  Though I had a fantastic trip to Austin, the joy of it was more about experiences, opportunities and fun than it was about attending the actual SXSWI … Continue reading no place

persona non grata

My kitties are now persona non grata.  Seriously.  Officially.  The tests results are in and Mike is allergic to them.  So I had Mike's doctor draw up all the documents to declare them unwelcome.  Doctors can do that right?  I mean really, if a ship's captain can marry people I don't see why a doctor … Continue reading persona non grata

and everyone

We all know that everyone dies.  It's a fact of life. The fact. It's what makes us all human.  Mortal.  Real. That doesn't make its sting any less painful.  Any less jarring.  It doesn't stop you from missing someone that you love.  It doesn't make knowing you will never see that joyous loving smile again … Continue reading and everyone