The Return of Lipstick

I went to get my eyebrows threaded the other day and it jarred a memory that made me smile. A few summers ago over an outdoor dinner next to the Hudson River, I was flirtatiously trying to convince a man I had the hots for that I wasn’t high maintenance. “Uh, Nance,...

Nancy, bright and dark

“Remember that movie Lisa, Bright and Dark from grammar school?” I asked my friends over cocktails one night last month. It had popped into my head, this classic that fascinated so many of us as kids. Poor Lisa was 16 and losing her mind. I suppose it came...

Passing through

So here’s what’s happening. My thoughts are very focused on death, not so much in a macabre way, but on death nonetheless. Ever since heading to the emergency room on Feb. 10 for what I now know is a medial meniscus tear in my left knee, I have been pretty...

Extending ourselves

I spent much of last weekend feeling numb and raw after hearing about the death of someone I loved very much. I learned a little something about grief and how good it feels when others reach out, even in the smallest ways. Kevin O’Sullivan knew how to do that....