My profession has evidently been debunked. Again. This time it’s John Oliver, who I happen to adore and respect so much. He has a show on HBO, “Last Week Tonight” that I’ve been a loyal fan of for years. He’s brilliant and funny and his work is fantastic. A friend texted me asking me if… Read more »
Happy Holidays, Friends! This is the time of year I get a lot of inquiries about gift certificates, so I thought I’d take a moment to remind you why they make such lovely holiday gifts. If you are looking for a gift that’s thoughtful and meaningful, a session with me lets your recipient know that… Read more »
Visiting Puerto Rico Six Months Later Rainbow weather outside of San Juan I went to Puerto Rico for the first time last month. I was visiting a friend working with the recovery effort down there, which meant that while he was at work I would have the luxury of time. To write, rest, go to the beach,… Read more »
There’s a bathroom in there somewhere Roughly six weeks after my husband’s death, my house cleared its throat and got my attention. I was standing at the kitchen sink, trying to get the right-hand cabinet door to stay shut again (it took the lightest touch and usually several tries) when the thought occurred to me… Read more »
I ask you, is there any creature more gleeful than a child ripping open a birthday package that he suspects contains cold, hard cash and candy? I’ve never seen it if there is. I love watching him. It is magnificent, an unguarded display of absolute glee in abundance that makes me incredibly happy. Also as his parent, horrified…. Read more »
I wrote this piece in 2016, six months after my husband died. I’m reprising it today (with edits) to launch my writing on Stubstack. There is so much information coming at us these days, so much of it highlighting the terror which is our patterned response to everything unprecedented and uncertain. Which the future always… Read more »
So much for my resolution to stop lobbing f-bombs. This piece is for Phyllis Ring, whose superpower is kindness. She’s crazy good at it. There is a point in my husband’s memorial service I think about often. I’ve just arrived at the podium to give his eulogy. My feet — I can’t figure out where to… Read more »
Today is the winter solstice. Christmas is in four days. My main goal right now is to not be a horrible person out loud. Here in New Hampshire, the path of daylight is like a roller coaster ride that only goes down the big drops or up the big hills. We lose (or gain) up… Read more »
Gifts from beyond the Amtrak Quiet Car. Brothers and Sisters, Let us take a moment to grieve this first Hanukkah without the offerings of The Latke King. Never was there a Goy so skilled in the frying of these, the most important potatoes of the year. He raised the Latke to such an art form,… Read more »
Grief has a thousand faces. Right now mine wears a pair of Groucho glasses. On August 8th, my husband and partner of twenty years died of stomach cancer. Our eldest turned 13 three days before he died. Our youngest was 11. Those are some of the facts. Everything else, is experience. Trying to describe my experience,… Read more »
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