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July 9, 2026

This Is 55

After My First Mountain There is nothing to do except brace myself. It’s so cold. I’m so sick of this wind. It isn’t just blowing—it howls, whistles, whooshes, then slaps the side of the… Read more
March 26, 2015

Indian Springs 2015

lying down, a soft white cotton blanket wrapped around my naked body, cucumbers, a cool washcloth on my eyes, heart pounding strong, feet throbbing, face beat red, beads of sweat… Read more
March 25, 2015

Family Life

I’ve never been sad about Fiona’s hearing loss until now. I see how she thrives with her hearing aids. How conscious she is about them and the difference between the… Read more
March 24, 2015

Monday, Studio, Motherhood

I find myself lying on the carpet, listening to the clicking of buttons tossing in the dryer. I hear the hum of the dishwasher, chirping of the blue jays outside… Read more
March 23, 2015

The Beach is a Magical Place

I peer over into the play area, “They’re doing great.” I say to myself. Then Jack runs over to the fence that separates him from the kitchen stairs. I look… Read more
March 22, 2015

Sunday

Our night lasted until 8:30, at which time we asked Gordon, the bartender at the Silver Peso to call us a cab. “Forty somethings like you, no offense, want a… Read more
March 21, 2015

Chappie I love you! and a day in the life with twins.

Text Message: Hi Honey, I’m going to see Chappie, I didn’t think you’d want to see it because it got a 41 on iMBD. I leave the house. I question… Read more
March 20, 2015

Scolded

I shared my story I wrote this morning on a page, a twin moms playgroup. I thought it would be insightful. The main themes of the piece were that some… Read more
March 20, 2015

Two one year olds walking and my birthday

Brutal. Remedies not working for ailments. Bad period. Morning is here. I’m 44. Why do I still have cramps? Turn on the kettle. I need to go downstairs and get… Read more
March 19, 2015

Wednesday Studio and Happy Birthday to Me

I’m not depressed, just melancholy. About all the time that has passed, all my life that I’ve already lived. How little time is left, how little time is always left… Read more
March 18, 2015

Infertility

Something has shifted; it’s all coming back to me now. Memories of the past flash in my mind, as I sit in the two week waiting period to find out… Read more

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