Blue Grace
Episode 23. Blue Grace. It was Grace. It was pure, unadulterated grace. Like the old-fashioned kind. The Gift…
Wedding Bells & The Blue Shoes
I am not the first to write about a wedding and neither will I be the last. My…
Of fireflies & darkness.
There once was a five-year old boy. It was summertime — and of course — there were fireflies.…
Craving the Shredded Potato
Months ago, before my surgery, we had dinner at an Asian restaurant with a Chinese friend, M. She…
OsloOhhh.
Will you need help down the stairs, ma’am?, the flight attendant asks. No, I am ok going down,…
The magical olive tree
We had just returned from a week away the night before and had all manner of clean laundry…
“You did nothing to me” (“Non mi avete fatto niente”)
The San Remo 2018 Music Festival has chosen its winner! Italian artists Ermal Meta & Fabrizio Moro won…
Siamo arrivati.
Allora…so…siamo arrivati. We have arrived. Today is Day Numero 6. When we arrived, at first, I was sure,…
The Fire and the Roses
Eleven years ago we were getting ready to leave the house for the first seder at Jane’s house.…
The Gathering and The Safety of the Burrito
I woke to a dream where I was on the street in twilight. With my little child. A…
On inspiration’s expiration’s inspiration.
I recently read a piece from Maya Angelou: she said that although she had a large house,…
The Lost Mariners and Almost Missing Maui
I heard the most amazing story. There was a cruise ship – and a Greek captain – and…
Watch me reading The Hospital Bed.
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Gleaming gone.
When my son was very, very small, there was a book we used to read to him. This…
“Everything is pretty”.
Once someone came to my dinner table and pronounced “everything is pretty”. I suppose that they might have…