Warm and fuzzy

Today people from different areas of my life said and did things that made me feel special.To hear you’re a good friend, a good editor, a good writer, a good co-worker, a good coach, all in one day. Well, not in so many words, but certainly in intent....


I’m writing this without benefit of reading glasses. I had to give them up for 24 hours so the prescription can be updated (read: strengthened) in my existing frames.It’s so strange how I’ve come to rely on those glasses. I feel naked without them....


I’ve been thinking about love a lot lately. The romantic kind.I’m ready for its bliss, its complications, its glow, its work.I don’t think I’ve been ready until right now.Wow.

Visitation rites

I just spent the weekend at my parents’ house. Saw my siblings, my niece and nephew. Very relaxing. Very nurturing. It feels good to connect, check in, have dialogue.I came home on the train, complete with an insulated bag filled with single-serving meals...

Creative juices

The words came bursting out today. On the PATH train I was scribbling down my thoughts on whatever paper I could find in my purse. I haven’t had that feeling in a long time. Ideas. Crystallized images. What a rush.Glory be.