She Made a Difference

I like to think mothers the world over do their absolute best to provide loving arms, direction, laughter, and nurturance to the children in their lives. Some mothers do a better job than others – I know that. It’s not always easy. Or ever easy. Other women, who haven’t birthed one baby, give their hearts …

It’s a Ride, Not a Race.

I celebrated Earth Day out on it. It was to be my first 50-mile bike ride in support of Cycle for Sight/Enchanted Hills Camp/Lighthouse for the Blind. I’ve been training for it. I ended up cutting the ride short—not because I couldn’t physically do it. Oh…I could have. Definitely could have. No, I had a big …

Half and Half

“Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” My writing desk sits smack in front of a big window. I pause as I write to peek out on life as …

Mirrors

Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance. Hope. I’ve been clawing my way over and under these feelings since that November 8 evening. Long before then, I was frightened, angry, and shocked as I watched little donnie in his made-for-twitter gutters and swamps. Everything he’s done, everything he is doing, is exactly what I’ve come to expect. Nothing he does surprises …

…and the Cubs Win!

I was over at my daughter and son-in-law’s house this morning, keeping an ear out for my 4-year-old grandson playing in the next room. My fingers paused on the laptop keys as I waited for the creative juices to kick in. Please kick in. I wanted something fresh and funny for the upcoming open mic. …

Help Wanted: Radicals

No experience necessary. Must know in your heart what is right and what is not. Must be courageous, honest and peaceful on the treacherous road to peace and freedom. Must be willing to work with others. Little or no pay. Song writers and other writers will do well in this position. Possibility of going to jail and alienating friends and …

Write On!

We writers, all of us, and our readers, sometimes take our words for granted. If I know one thing, I know how much our words matter. Each and every word, whether it’s surrounded by thousands of others in a book, or part of 140 characters in a tweet. Our words have the power to show …

Happy Birthday, Lowell

  Dearest Lowell, You’ve been on my mind a lot today. It’s cool and rainy in Napa, your son here is out back scrubbing the pool after a wet and dirty winter. I’m pretty sure I know where you are, resting in your recliner in you nice warm spot. I bet Rachel is right there with you. Lowell, …

Postcards in Paradise – Letters from Home

The postcard in my hand is so old I’d expect it to be worn and frail and downright unimportant.  It’s not, though.  It’s one more amazing golden star resting among years of memories.  Life and love that I’ve discovered again in a bin in the basement. The cowboy doing his day’s work on the back of a jack rabbit still cracks …