Have you ever seen the movie Garden State with Zach Braff and Natalie Portman? I absolutely love that movie but I’ve found it makes me incredibly sad… Read more “Reasons To Scream Into An Abyss”
When I was growing up (for the record, I cannot believe I’m old enough to begin a sentence with those words!!), we didn’t have cell phones. Not,… Read more “Tuning out”
I follow a writer who recently lost her husband after a vicious but tragically short fight with cancer. I will not share her name or all of… Read more “Can I Do This Alone?”
“Why are you still single?” “Have you tried online dating?” “You should get yourself out there; hasn’t it been long enough?” “Don’t you want someone to be… Read more ““Why Are You Still Single?” And Other Questions Not To Ask A Divorced Mom.”
The Hamilton soundtrack has been in heavy rotation in our house for several months now, partly in preparation for a planned Broadway adventure on Lili’s upcoming birthday… Read more “Who lives, who dies, who tells your story”
…a funny thing happens as you get older (besides hangovers becoming more painful): you start to prioritize things differently.
People will ask me if she knows who I am. The truth is, I don’t know. I do not ask, because, what is the point? I do not believe that she knows that I am her daughter. But regardless of who she thinks I am, she is always happy to see me. It fills me up, to know that just my presence can make her smile.
My 90-year-old grandmother, Nonna, is the kindest person I have ever known. The world would be a more peaceful, beautiful place if everyone had a Nonna to teach them about selfless love and compassion. Despite the ugliness she saw, Nonna decided to cultivate beauty. Here is a piece of her story…
After all, at 46, I am much more aware of who I am. Yes, I am still finding and learning more about myself each day, but I have finally learned to like myself. My whole self. And not to care so much about what others think of me. And at 46, I can even laugh at myself!