Room on the Boat

One year ago we brought this puppy home. Her mother—a stray Lab —had birthed her babies on the side of a freeway and hidden them in nearby bushes. After they were rescued and settled in a foster home, we met the litter and fell for Zoe. She was too...

Pass the Mead, Please

If you’ve never heard of mead, it’s an alcoholic beverage made by fermenting honey. People used to drink the stuff from tankards in places that were accurately called MEAD HALLS. Think Canterbury Tales. And Camelot. Mead halls were happening in Ye Olde Times. But we’re in COVID 19 times...

Moving the Goal Post

For most of my life, I didn’t want to be simply good at something; I wanted to be the best. The best daughter. Sister. Singer. Teacher. Wife. Mother. Friend. The problem with trying to be the best at something is that best is highly subjective. It’s an ever-moving goal post....

Please Excuse the Typo

It’s possible that, as a writer, I’ve spent the past twelve years obsessed with typos. In posts. In tweets. In manuscripts. It’s also possible that, as a human, I’ve spent my entire life avoiding typos. (Both actual and metaphorical.) Over the past few months in quarantine, I’ve been thinking...

Moving Buddy

I can’t remember who said it first: “Everybody needs a moving buddy.” (This sounds like something I would’ve blurted, especially after a glass or two of wine. And I’ve always loved the movie Toy Story, so.) You know the scene, right? Andy’s family is packing up and Woody warns...

Kindness First

I work at the public library. More specifically, I’m a monitor for two branches in the city of Thousand Oaks. I consider this work, like my previous career as a public school teacher, to be a privilege. (Plus I get this super-cool badge. Don’t be jealous.) Although neither job...

Facing Forward, Looking Back

It was a weird week. I had a birthday, visited my kids at the University of Oregon, and released my third novel. All good stuff. Celebratory. Fortunate. (Fortunate is my grandma’s favorite word. She’s 95. Her being in my life is part of why I’m fortunate.) And yet. In the...

Love and Marriage

I’ll never forget my friend Nadine’s wedding. It was springtime in the Bay Area and the sky was drizzly all day, but the moment she and Darryl took their vows, the sun came out (I swear). It felt like a miracle even though I didn’t believe in that kind...