I had been in the hospital two days when the decision to operate came quickly on a Friday night. I had not yet eaten dinner and lunch had been about six hours earlier. The skin abscess was not improving and the staph infection was so desperate to leave my body…

As much as I love to read, I have begun to obsess about long chapters. I don’t like them. And I don’t know why.  Reading, to me, is both the desire to never have the story end, to not lose the characters you have invested time and interest in, and also…

“It’s not the actual wound that’s the challenge. It’s the healing.” — Sister Rain  

It is the most common form of identification, accepted everywhere and other than our phones, the item we are sure to always have with us. It proves to the world that we are who we say we are and represents freedom and independence as it serves as the legal document…

I had been so looking forward to the wedding of Prince Harry and Meghan Markle, planning a morning in bed with my iPad and coffee. But three days before the royal nuptials, I was admitted into the hospital with a serious infection. And on the evening before the Big Day,…

I spent the night in pain with a new injury, feeling knife stabs every time I rolled over. This morning I woke up really angry about it, and tired, manifesting in an I don’t give a crap about anything attitude. I have written something other than this blog and connected with a…

During my senior year in high school I got on a plane for the first time, destination: Spain. Thirty years later, I vividly remember sitting at the kitchen table doing homework while my mom made dinner and mentioning to her that the trip had just been announced. I had no…

Pushing the cart through Walmart last Friday night, hearing the song “Hot Hot Hot” playing throughout the store, I was transported back to the deck of a cruise ship. My husband and I went on four voyages with friends in our twenties and thirties and the disparity of where I was now…

“Just because the original has us naked, crying, eating non-stop, going to the bathroom on ourselves, throwing up, looking like we spent way too much time in the bathtub and not remembering a minute of it doesn’t mean we should spend the rest of our birthdays in the same way.”…

“Life has a way of tossing you around like clothes in a dryer. But unlike my clean apparel, I never come out of it unwrinkled . . . or smelling better than when I went in.” — Sister Rain