When The Holidays Bring The Memory Of Loss

When The Holidays Bring The Memory Of Loss

December 17th, 2007.  The day my mom died. I can remember where I was standing when my brothers called me. 9:23 am — in my kitchen, in front of the stove. It was odd hearing from Spencer that morning. His halting, but loving voice came over the line....
Dealing With Grief at the Holidays

Dealing With Grief at the Holidays

It’s hard to describe. It’s bad enough that someone dies.  Especially if they are young. When it occurs during the holiday season, all the jingling bells and fa-la-la-la-las are a crude backdrop for pain.  The stark emptiness of loss throbs through your...
my home at 1203

my home at 1203

I knew I was going to do it. The home I grew up in – 1203 as we call it. Renters had gone and someone was looking more seriously at buying it.  I wanted one more look. My parents died in 2007.  They moved into 1203 when my brother Adam was born.  58 years.  Same...
Mother’s Day Out

Mother’s Day Out

It’s Mother’s Day today. I used to find this day so difficult when I was going through infertility treatment so a shout-out to all of you who are doing that.  Or know someone who is.  I even stood up rebelliously in the church choir one morning when the...
Opening NIght

Opening NIght

Creating a character in a play is a little like feeling you have multiple personality.  Like in that famous Sally Field movie Sybil.  Obviously you are you, living your life, doing your job, taking care of your kids.  But then you are trying to think like and be like...