My mother had open heart surgery this past week. Nothing snaps you out of the self pity associated with job uncertainty, divorce, financial instability and overall restlessness like sitting 175 miles away in your home while you know the person who gave birth to you is on a ventilator while someone rewires her heart. My kids and I just returned from visiting her (and my dad) and there were some key takeaways (sorry – that was so disgustingly corporate) – there were some import

(I get to picture myself this way – if only for a day.) My birthday is coming up. It is not something I advertise, especially as I find myself aging at a rate that seems to defy the natural laws of the universe. As I have said to many of my friends – it’s not my age that concerns me, it is simply how quickly time goes and the feeling that it goes faster with each passing year. I just have so much I want to do before I get to the end of this phase of my journey. I was recently

It’s hard to remove but it can be done! My house is for sale. There’s not much progress on this front and nor do I expect there to be at this time of the year. I am anxious for it to sell for many reasons, including the opportunity to reside somewhere that feels unknown to me and have something that feels new to me without a memory captured within every corner and around every bend. I have to stay in the same town because I do not want my kids to have to move schools especial