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Shopping for the Unmentionables
Women love to go shopping! I can say that because I’m a woman and I just adore shopping. What’s more, women love nothing more than to go shopping together–whether it’s to check out the Anniversary Sale...
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Father Knew Best, Sometimes
My world in Queens, circa 1960, revolved around my mother. To me, she was the end all. The bee’s knees. The most beautiful mother who was always there for me. My father, on the other hand, was of a...
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Dead Birds Tell No Tales
I don’t care what they say. The mystery is not solved. I’ve been around the block at least 1.2 million times, so I should know. Those birds that flew over Arkansas on New Year’s Eve, and plunged to...
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Mother’s Day, A Double-Edged Sword
For me, Mother’s Day is a double-edged sword, as the joy of celebrating mothers is a bit lost on me. I see others making plans with their moms, writing, Skyping or ringing them up the old-fashioned...
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My Mother’s Basket
Upstairs, in my daughter’s room, on the second shelf of her bookcase, there is a small, hexagon-shaped woven basket, with a red ribbon decoratively tied to the lid’s handle. I’m not sure how old it is,...
View ArticleThis Time of Year
This time of year, I think of glass beads reflecting sprightly patterns on the wall. I think of Frank Sinatra on the record player, belting out “Fly Me to the Moon” one more time, while I relish the...
View ArticleGood Grief, Rafael
He was the best brother I could ever have. Fair and open minded, sensible, compassionate, and downright funny. Saw a therapist for a few sessions. She told me there’s good grief and bad. You mean,...
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