Madiha was my step-mother-in-law—my husband’s father’s wife. My husband’s mother passed when he was 16, his sisters, much younger, needed care. Needed a mother. Madiha became my father-in-law’s second wife. Madiha passed […]
My ride was not unique. It wasn’t surprising. It wasn’t fun. It was basically like me–comfortable, stable, and safe. No surprises. Reliable. Always there, waiting to be needed.
Who would have thought that during a pandemic, when most of our beloved daily routines out in the big wide beautiful world have ceased to exist, we’d be longing for conference banquet […]
Dear Sister, A friend is doing a gratitude diary and it’s been helping her a lot, so I thought I’d try as well. I believe in the practice of gratitude, have seen […]
My niece is 22 years old. She has Cystic Fibrosis. Ginny’s life has bent towards a timeline. When she was born, CF patients lived until they were 14. When she was 14, the […]
I grew up in the seventies outside of Washington DC. My parents were military people. Mom was a secretary for a senator on the Hill in the sixties. She dressed like Jackie […]
I’ve spent almost a decade of my life on Facebook. Now, I think, it’s time to change my online presence.
My little ones are big ones now and although I dreamed (then) of these child free days, I find I miss them horribly. So I’ve been thinking of their […]
I’ve been inconvenienced by the world’s concept of working hours since I started school at age four. I had a few blissful years where my daily activities accommodated my night-owl tendencies, but by and large I have gone along with society’s need to start things at what my body naturally feels is a ridiculous time of the morning, and I’ve accommodated. At this point I don’t care whether we stay in standard time or daylight savings time. I just want the time changes to stop.
