Writings

there was a time when all i could think of was how to be more in love with you. then all that loving made others things to love - so many...

i wanted so much to be proud of who we were becoming but when things didn't go my way i was furious. angry at the world irate at people...

sometimes it is better to say less or nothing or zip. i am wondering at the petunias and how the marigolds may fare in the spring next...

today is the end of something. we all know that, holding our breaths, hoping we win. and i am thinking about the other people, who aren't...

sometimes i am afraid that my children will die or i will leave them motherless or the wrong person will become President. i worry that...

If i had another life i would choose this one - all messy and ridiculous with the clutter of bones and bills and love. i would walk...

please don't tell anyone but i have a Chiweenie. his name is Felix. Felix is a small appetizer of a dog - a little Fifi - a tiny Foo. He...

sometimes it takes a very long time to end a curse or let go of a story you made up about yourself or who you are or why you can't. but...

my children are growing away . it is not so much an "up". and i want to run after the leaving - though they are right here beside me -...

today a lovely stranger collecting beauty gave me a plant. she had grown a little tree from a cutting - knowing, just like magic - how...