• The Passing of Time

    “I feel like we were just on this road yesterday” he said quietly, his mind chewing on the disbelief that our vacation week had passed so quickly. “I know,” I answered back, my own mind nodding silently in agreement with…

  • “Like A Rock”

    That beautiful spring of 1970 was filled with the buzzed anticipation of an exciting future. It felt like an actor must feel before going onstage. Or, how a singer must feel when hearing their song for the first time on…

  • The Journey

    A blink. The flicker of the eye that takes less than a second. A snap in time. A blip in the vast space of infinity. Involuntary swiftness. A definition of quickness. In a blink, my blue eyed daughter grew into…

  • The Awakening

    Breathe….  Reach…. Stretch… Lengthen… Engage your core…. Set your intentions for this practice. These are the words that I speak to myself when doing Yoga. Yoga is my fix .   My glass of wine.  My morning cup of joe.  My…

  • The Story of My Life

    My granddaughters LOVE the band, One Direction. They are obsessed. They are die hard fans. They know their names. They know their songs. They know their likes and dislikes. Who their girlfriends are. Probably what they ate for breakfast. I…

  • The Back Nine

    I am not a golfer. At least not a good one. I’ve dabbled with it alittle and end up getting frustrated, embarrassed and eventually mad. My son does too – the mad part. He likes to wrap his golf club…