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 now. And I’m getting ahead of […]

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. So I shifted from trying to […]

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 everyone about moving buddies. “If you […]

The 100-Year Story

These past few months have been pretty crazy around here. Some high-highs and some low-lows. Milestones and heartbreak. (I’m not gonna lie. There’s still a lump in my throat and I get teary-eyed thinking about November.) Anyway. I’ve missed my kids ever since they moved to Oregon, but I never needed them home like I […]

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 wake of allthegoodstuff, I found myself […]

For My Daughter On Her Birthday

On July 14th, 1999, you made me complete. A nurse slipped you into my arms (all four pounds, fourteen ounces of sticky skin and soft bone), and I looked down at your tiny face and knew you for my own. These trembling hands were cradling the first great-granddaughter; the first niece; the first sister of […]

A New Beginning

For the June meeting of our writing group, the 10-minute writing prompt was this: A new beginning… A couple of members wrote about the fact that the word “beginning” implies “new” and therefore the prompt was somewhat problematic — and, that’s what happens when you get six smart/snarky women together in the same room with […]