Duly Noted
Old journals resurface after a move and reveal five or six years of marriage I genuinely could not remember, and I had to find out why.
Deep Thoughts: What If I Made It Worse?
One time when we were living in Virginia, I bought a stranger a bus ticket. I don’t know what possessed me, and to this day I wonder if I actually helped that person? You’re supposed to wonder about the small things other people do for you that you can never pay back. But what if instead we wonder about the things we do for other people that we never hear about again?
Photographic Memory
There is a black & white photograph of me that has persisted in my memory for decades. Let me tell you about it.
Rewriting the Food Script
On emotional eating, food noise, and what happens when your coping mechanism isn't available anymore. A midlife personal essay from Guatemala.
Blood Moon and Totality – One Eclipse at a Time
My complicated history with every eclipse. Is the blood moon tonight another omen? Or a moment to hope?
