A Pandemic Lesson from Grace
My dog is terrified of storms. They are debilitating for her. Her legs shake, she can’t eat, she can’t sit or lay down and she pants as...
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Mar 12, 20174 min read
Good with Imperfection
Shims. These are little pieces of wood that you purchase when the floors in your old house slant in three different rooms. I know this...
Sep 25, 20164 min read
The Purge (Part One): The Clothes Closet
When I was five, we took our annual Colorado vacation in the hot month of July, and my mother left my packed suitcase with all my...
Sep 15, 20163 min read
What Happened Last Friday
We bought a house last Friday. Kyle and I signed our names on eight pages of paperwork, confirmed the money wire, hugged the realtor, and...
Aug 19, 20162 min read
Empty House. Deep Breath. Move On.
For months, I was adamant that we would not sell Dad’s house. I couldn’t imagine letting it go. It held all my parents’ stuff, and...
Jan 21, 20154 min read
Thoughts on Double-Timing It
Two days before Christmas, I did this to my car. It was completely my fault, and adding insult to injury (actually, my injury was only a...
Mar 4, 20134 min read
In Praise of Dumb Phones
I’ve been thinking about cell phones over the past week. Specifically, smart phones. For 12 year olds. It all started when our youngest...
Jan 25, 20135 min read
Follow the Clothes, Part One
I’ve been wanting to write about clothes for a while, but it’s come to the surface thanks to Tuesday nights. On Tuesdays, I go to a book...
Nov 21, 20123 min read
Before the Madness Begins
Three days before Halloween someone in our neighborhood put up their Christmas lights, which was far more frightening than any ghoul or...
Sep 5, 20123 min read
Keep Calm and Consider the Birds
A few months after my mother died, a mama bird made a nest in the floodlights of our back patio. While we sat in the cool spring air and...
Jul 11, 20123 min read
Shameless Plug: The Mia Column
I used to edit a print magazine, Mia. For three years, my publishing partners and I birthed a “baby” every three months and then proudly...
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