The other day I borrowed my neighbor’s bicycle so I could do a few “laps” around the neighborhood. Many months ago she okayed me using it whenever I wanted… you know, as long as she was not on it. 
I took advantage of her generosity as I pedaled around the streets that connect in…
To Have a Daughter
“Come sit right here,” I say as I pat my hand on the sofa cushion. She sits with her back to me. Her pink hairbrush with a big white “K” on the back is in my right hand and I begin brushing a group of strands on the right side of her head. Wavy, so wavy and…
Dig Deep
My mother-in-law stood in the middle of our carpeted living room with the sun from the skylight on her face, across from the man I had met only an hour ago, with his clipboard. I had just come back from my bedroom, after peeing for probably the third time that hour. She had a really concerned…
The View
In the summer of 1996 I went o New York City, New York for the first time in my life. I used my savings to buy the plane ticket and pay for the other expenses involved in the trip. It was actually a college class I took and so a group of us students and…
Oh yes, Phineas and Ferb
The last couple of weeks before school started we were kind of grasping for straws as to what to do. Okay, yes, there was a trip to the beach but I mean before and after that. It seemed like we had done all the camps and watched the LEGO movie enough and it was WAY…
When the Nostalgia Kicks In…
There are many things about our childhoods that are different than the ones our own children are experiencing. I know it was the same for our parents and it will continue to be the same as new generations come into this world. But sometimes I find myself truly longing for the “easier” days of my…
Walking From, Walking To
You spot her as you drive up – she’s walking with earnest. With her, a child grasping her hand – probably toting a cutsie backpack over their small shoulders, as they lag behind just a bit, their soft hair bouncing as they go, their steps a little unsure. That “her” is you, or well, me. I…
Wasted time is so 2014
The puppy dog and I walk down the street, the sun on our faces like a welcomed greeting from an old friend. It is just a few days into this new year. I left my phone sitting on the desk in the kitchen. I think twice – I should have brought it. What if someone…
January always comes after December
I always think “Oh my gosh, another year has passed just like that,” when I begin to take a look back. Like many of us, I assume, the calendar changing to a different number at the end of the date on my checks, always surprises me after all the craziness of Christmas. (yes, I may…
The Dress-Up Box
A friend of mine was having a garage sale and I knew I could find a “few” things to contribute. I decided to start in the boys’ closet for cleaning out and finding some things to begin a pile in my own garage. Plus, I really needed to go through their clothing and switch some…