How To Grow Up And Get Over It
I’m not whining here, but up to a certain point, my life kind of sucked. Not the Dickensian kind of horrible, with orphanages and gruel, but more of the pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of...
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I’m driving home from the grocery store with a case of cheap Pinot Grigio in the trunk because I’m hosting what my husband calls “a little family gathering.” What that really means is I’ll be feeding...
View ArticleIs This Emotional Abuse?
I’m waiting at the slope side restaurant when she arrives, a woman near my own age, hobbling on new crutches. She is seated at the neighboring table. Two non-skiiers waiting. We exchange tight smiles...
View ArticleWhy I’m Sick Of Summer
Summertime. The living is one big long slog through art fairs, music festivals, family reunions and impromptu gatherings on the deck. It’s farmers markets and fish fries. Fireworks, that I love, and...
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