A nod to re-parenting

On this day where we celebrate, and sometimes idealize, motherhood, I’d like to take some time to acknowledge those who have done some re-parenting of themselves so as to better find their way in the world. This is not a knock on mothers, or parents. What it is...

Thank you, TED

I end this day, like most days, grateful. But this one gets special mention. I am grateful that my gut said, “Nancy, after months of nursing your injured knee and body along, you need to feed your intellect and your soul. Take thee to TEDxEast and just be open...

The ‘D’ word

I am, blessedly, not a depressive. I truly can’t imagine the challenges of that existence. I bring this up now because of last Friday. It was a day where something so emotionally heavy came over me that it felt debilitating. And I felt like I had no control over...

A titillating escape

When a book is mentioned to me three times in the span of a week, I take it as a sign. Hello, Fifty Shades of Grey. I downloaded and breezed through two books in the trilogy and am halfway through the third. Here’s the capsule summary of these works sitting...

Gray area

I’m fairly certain I’ve expressed my delight for the gray area of life at least 100 times in the last year. Oh, how I revel in it and wear my love of it like a badge of honor, always eschewing the black and white in the process. So Wednesday, when I sat in...

Moore, Moore, Moore

I want to say I’m a fan of fiction writer Lorrie Moore’s work, but it’s more like I can’t believe Lorrie Moore’s work. In a good way. As a reader, I always seem to come away flabbergasted by how her mind works as a writer. I think things...