I have written so much about my mother, always trying to portray her as the imperfect and very real woman that she was. To me, her imperfections and quirkiness were what made her special and so very strong. After all of these years, maybe I’m finally allowing myself that same understanding. I have struggled unsuccessfully … More Imperfect

On Paying Attention

I took a bad fall while walking Marley early yesterday morning; totally my fault for trying to remove my phone from my armband to answer a call (something I never do while exercising, but thought it was my sister or my best friend). Not paying attention for even a moment while walking Southside’s uneven and … More On Paying Attention

On Pivotal Moments

We have been talking about it for ages with urging from our accountant, but we finally went through the process of preparing our wills, power of attorney, and living wills. I felt oddly detached as we went through the process, as if I were making these decisions for a stranger. I feel relief that they … More On Pivotal Moments

Mind Over Matter

I woke up very early this chilly morning hearing a bird sing in the stillness. It was dark and peaceful and the hum of the heating system, the warmth of the heated bed, and the weight of Shiva sleeping on my chest made it difficult to climb out of bed, so I lingered just a … More Mind Over Matter

The Mask

I’ve had a turbulent few nights, tossing and turning, nightmares, waking in the middle of the night with my head spinning, my to-do list rolling ad nauseam through my sleep-deprived brain. Wide awake at 3:30, death warmed over at 6am when it’s time to rise and shine. The nightmares had gone away for awhile, but … More The Mask