I know where I want to go next with these reflections, but I’m not ready to go there yet. My heart is still racing from the struggle and thrill of launching books. This whole refresh of Sweet Baby...

It’s been almost exactly four years since I left my corporate career. March 4th, 2019,  was the first Monday I wasn’t supposed to be somewhere. Oddly, it’s easier for me to think of myself as an...

It had been a rough trip. I probably shouldn’t have gone so soon after getting over Covid. Mom needed more from me this time than she did last time. It was late afternoon when I got home, grateful...

When I got home from Mom’s and pushed open the door to my condo, there was a knee-high stack of boxes waiting for me in the foyer. They had been brought up by the diligent concierge, who makes sure...

I believe people are inherently creative. It’s in our nature to want to make things, to create. Some people write, some quilt, some cook or do whatever they do that allows them to create something...

My mom’s mother had Alzheimer’s. The last time I saw my grandmother, when my mom introduced me to her, she lifted her withered arms in joy, saying, “Oh! I have a granddaughter!” I was thirty years...