On Remembering…

On Remembering…

We gathered at the farm, bringing baseball gloves and brownies, walking slow to the edge of the pond and watching the lines and lures swim back and forth. We talked about things unimportant, quiet things and loud things, full of memories and teasing. We all knew why...
Resistance is futile.

Resistance is futile.

“We don’t just put off our lives today; we put them off till our deathbed. Never forget: This very moment, we can change our lives. There never was a moment, and never will be, when we are without the power to alter our destiny. This second, we can turn...
On being a cat lady and following God

On being a cat lady and following God

I have this cat, Peanut. And she’s really sweet and affectionate and gentle with children. But she is also just about the most annoying thing on the planet. She talks a lot, but that’s not really the problem. In a house full of big talkers, I can hardly complain about...
When Dreams Change

When Dreams Change

Several years ago I was reunited with a dream. Just like the communication theory course I’d taken as a junior AND COMPLETELY ERASED FROM MY BRAIN (until a snippet of a movie we analyzed triggered the bizarrely buried memory), the moment of career clarity I...

On being musical…even when I’m not.

Between moving [and dusting] my piano as we cleaned and decluttered and repaired our house to list it for sale and talking to a piano teacher about the merits of starting Annalyn in lessons next year instead of this one, playing the piano – or my lack of it...

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