“Come on ladies! Don’t go! Take a chance! You could be winners!”

Shane is a bad boy. I'm not supposed to associate with bad boys.

Our birds have flown home for the time being, their disappointment palpable, but they are counting on us for comfort and continuity.

When Rumi said, “Listen to silence. It has so much to say,” I’m guessing he didn’t have tinnitus.

My understanding of the birds and the bees existed under a thick blanket of secrecy in the house of my childhood. When I was ten or so, I...

My house is a mere shell of it’s happiest self now that the Christmas decorations are gone. Early in December each box I bring out of...

I am 100% certain I'm going to die in this shit-hole motel above a dive bar with the remnants of a pot-infused chocolate bar in my hand...

Even if that Santa held no specific memories for me, he had once been held by my mother.

I got this voicemail from my dad. “Hi Suzanne, there’s this important Anniversary I need to tell you about, please call me back.”

Aunt Joanne’s stories were peppered with the names of famous people who’d graced her path and the fabulous places she’d been.