Everything is set. The nursery. The bassinet. The stroller. The diapers. The books and the bunnies and the bears. Waiting. In the waiting an unwelcome visitor taps its toes. Worry. There’s that worry interrupting the waiting. So many worries. Assuage the worries with quiet and rest. Sleep. Sleep now as your sleep will be delivered … More Waiting

In Medias Res

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. Seneca, Ancient Roman philosopher, 4 BC – 65 AD Late in August, I heard the words spoken in medias res. Three beautiful, captivating words of Latin origin, literally translating to “in the middle of things.” I’ve carried the words with me everyday since. I’ve always been … More In Medias Res


An honor to write and present this piece for the occasion of my daughter’s wedding celebration, Newport, RI ~ 5.27.22 When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet … More Fluidity

The Blue Door

“I’ve learned that home isn’t a place, it’s a feeling.” Cecilia Ahern, Irish novelist My elementary school years were spent in a one story, U shaped neighborhood school. Walks to the school over the years, and still now, provide me with a recalibration. I start at my kindergarten window peeking inside Miss Fisher’s class and … More The Blue Door


I wish I had done everything on earth with you. F. Scott Fitzgerald My father was 5 years old on December 7, 1941. And the marker for the start of World War II. Two decades later he’s a dad. How did my parents reflect and pay homage with a two year old and baby in … More Remembering

The Chair

To age gracefully, you have to accept loss and embrace change. Reflecting on her brother’s passing a year earlier, my friend Mary shared: “to age gracefully, I am told, you have to accept loss and embrace change. Easier said than done.”  She lost her oldest brother to COVID in April 2020. I do not know … More The Chair


You can’t really know where you are going until you know where you have been.   Maya Angelou (American poet 1928 – 2014) I was 25. The extraordinary music of Maya Angelou’s words filled the air, my ears, my heart at my Simmons College graduate degree Commencement ceremony many Mays ago. Her words were reassuring, bold … More Twenty-something…


“Summer breeze makes me feel fine…” Seals and Crofts The summers of childhood always started here on this weekend, Memorial Day. A distinct demarcation that ended sadly, and abruptly, on Labor Day. The above ground pools that dotted my neighborhood began to open and the whole summer’s promise spanned ahead. Tiny basil and tomato plants … More Summer

Dig Deep

To us, the ashes of our ancestors are sacred and their resting place is hallowed ground. Chief Seattle, Native American leader, 1786-1866 Struggling to stay asleep one pre-dawn morning this past week, having read too many news headlines too late before bed, my mind was unquiet and racing. Germs, quarantines, masks, isolation, shortages, layoffs. I … More Dig Deep

Kite Tail

“Sophia, I want to explain something to you. Sometimes it is lonely and even a little sad for your Poppy and me without your Memi and Uncle Max. So together we reminisce and tell stories and sometimes we even laugh. He is a lifelong friend to me, Sophia and that’s what he will always be, … More Kite Tail