58 isn’t the new 35. It’s the new 58.
I turned 58 last month. “How do you feel?” a best friend asked me. And, while I almost answered the way I’ve answered since I was 40, 45, 50 and 55 (“I still feel 35!”), [...]
Thanking Mom for teaching me the power of wonder
Tomorrow's my birthday and, as I tend to do each year around this time, I've been thinking a lot about my mom. How grateful I am for her. Not only because she gave birth to [...]
On the one gift from my Gran that is always with me
Today marks the 106th anniversary of my Gran’s birth. Usually, when I write about her, it’s how Gran was my Auntie Mame and I was her Patrick Dennis. But today I want to tell a [...]
On enjoying the simple wonders of a normal day
I had a normal day yesterday. Which, at first, felt a little disorienting. Because I couldn’t remember the last time. I had a normal day. Over the past few years, life’s jungle gym has seen [...]
Walking my old rescue dog home
Last week marked eight years since our rescue dog, Gartholomew, came into the family. If you’ve ever had a shelter dog, I don’t need to tell you what a gift they are. Simply put, [...]
Some thoughts on forgiveness (with a slight twist)
I want to share a few thoughts on forgiveness with, perhaps, a slight twist. Forgiving my blood family has been a major piece of life’s work this year. I guess I’ve always known there wasn’t [...]
Oklahoma City is good for my soul. Who knew?
“I never would have pictured you in Oklahoma City.” This is the response I get from most anyone who knows me…and finds out that, in fact, I have settled in Oklahoma City for the summer [...]
On remembering the value of looking up
I want to share a brief story about remembering to look up. It goes like this: A few days ago, I was getting ready to go out of town for a long weekend. It was [...]
How Daddy taught me to let go
It was my father. My father, who did not teach me how to shave or tie a tie, how to love, how to be a man. He was the one who taught me. How to [...]
On letting the ghosts of love say good-bye
David Foster Wallace once said, "Every love story is a ghost story." I never quite got his point until recently when I entered the final stretch of selling and emptying my family's house for the [...]