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You might think you have everything figured out, you’re batting a thousand, then life throws you a curveball, and no matter how fast or slow it comes at you, you have to decide in a split second how you’re going to manage the play. I tend to bunt. I used to think nothing will ever […]

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“How you doing?” I asked my Mom this question at the beginning of almost every call, or visit, and her answer was always the same. “I’m fine,” even in her final days. This was not a conversation, it was a pattern, our pattern. I knew she was not fine. She knew she was not fine. […]

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Sometimes I wake up and have no idea where I am. I search the room for clues, and think to myself this is how people struggling with Alzheimer’s must feel, as if searching for a misplaced shoe you lost a decade ago.Where the hell is my ship, my views, my hospitable porter?It’s disorienting to forget where you […]

I’ve been gone for almost two weeks, tucked away at the lake, working on a novel.  It has been a dream come true but it is time to return to the Bay Area, manage the homestead, and see for myself what plants survived.  I have been thinking about the scene that will greet me upon […]

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I actively avoid leaving dirty dishes in the sink or anywhere in the house, it borders on obsessive compulsive disorder, but I can’t help myself. A dirty kitchen makes me anxious. It could be my mother’s voice scolding me in my head or the fear of cockroaches, but clearly I abhor a disordered kitchen, and […]

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I admit it, I past what I thought was a cozy house on my evening walk, and could not resist peeking in the window.  The first thing I notice in the dimly lit room are two empty wine glasses and an open bottle of GiaDomella resting on a side table next to a worn double-wide chair.  There […]

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Have you ever observed the dawn’s early rise from the comfort of your bed, lingering under the warmth of the blankets, long after the sun has made a brilliant debut? This is my church and I worship these moments from the altar of my bed, believing at times, the aging French doors are my stained glass […]