How Unpacking a Box Changed my Perspective

Last week I got a little cranky, because, although we are living with this beautiful space:             We are also living with this not-so-beautiful-and-totally-dusty space. Some days I’m patient with the renovation process. Some...

How to Survive Transition

A woman in labor hits a stage called transition. For me, two things generally happened at that point. I decided to go home and do this thing another day. And, something supernatural kicked in to stop me from leaving. Sort of like motherhood anesthesia. I still felt...

The Part I Play

Hello, Dear Reader. If you know me at all, you are probably laughing at this picture of me wearing a hair net and posing in a commercial kitchen. Or, in any kitchen, for that matter. My newfound freedom from the Day Job has made me a little reckless. (I’m still...

Why We Need a National Mama

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: We need a new cabinet-level position in the United States: National Mama. She could start by sending all party leaders to their rooms with no supper – and NO electronic devices – until they decide to...
A Cure for Homesickness

A Cure for Homesickness

Flashback to one of my favorite pictures of home. circa 1984 I can still see the bare lightbulb hanging in the narrow staircase of my great-aunt Bertha’s house the first time I experienced homesickness. I can feel the softness of her lap as she pulled me close...