Life Rushing Past

Last week one of my great-nephews turned a year old, and I had a chat with my eighty-eight-year-old mother about the occasion. She commented that, looking back, it always seems like that first year goes so fast because the baby changes so much that it hardly seems...

Fast Regret

We’ve been painting this summer. It’s been a looong time since we painted the main rooms of our house. And about nine months ago our daughter moved out, and we’ve turned that room into a cozy TV room. (Which may explain my heightened Netflix habit of...

7 Reasons I Like to Drive Alone

Last year at this time, I did something I’d never done before. I drove from Chicago to Colorado Springs by myself. I once drove from Chicago to LA, but I was caravaning with another car. This time I was on my own. And I liked it. I didn’t realize I would....

4 Lessons from First Grade

School was serious business. From circle time in kindergarten to graduating college magna cum laude with a double major, if I was a student, then I was a student! But one of the longest lasting lessons came from a day I missed school. Perhaps I had missed a day of...

When Mountains Speak

Saturdays are bear down days. During the week, I have a full-time job, so Saturdays are get-serious-about-writing-even-if-you-don’t-feel-like-it days. Being a creature of habit helps tremendously with this. If I stay home, though, it’s easy to be...