Note: This includes details about something that triggered me, and if it might trigger you, use caution. That part is in quotes/italics, so it's easy to skip. Something happened when I was a...

Last month, a friend and I went to the Indiana Peony Festival in Noblesville, Indiana, about a 2-hour drive from Cincinnati. I selfishly looked forward to the trip. Yes, because we’re good friends...

The other night, during my pre-bed yin yoga routine, I lay on my back, shoulders flat on the thin rubber mat, hips and legs turned in one direction but my head turned in the other, twisting my...

My 50th high school reunion is this August. I’ve got my dress and a room at a B&B to share with my friend Claire, who lives in San Francisco. I’m looking forward to seeing my friends, but Todd...

I've enjoyed posting these "oldies but goodies," posts written long ago but still remembered. This one's so old it's not even on my website. It's from The Before Times, the posts from February 2009...

Before, my mother’s questions were merely repetitive. Now, they prove the synapses in her brain are not slick and speedy, but more like dusty cobwebs or roads that suddenly T-bone into a grassy...