An Ode to my Sister

My sister took care of me while my mother struggled with a divorce that should never have been. She fixed my hair, dressed me, loved me when my mother was in a far-off land mentally, dealing with details that no teenager should have to face. She has lived her life with grace, making the best … More An Ode to my Sister

On the Fabulousness of the Fifty-Something Woman

As I was waiting on a delayed flight at Tampa International and taking a break from computer work I browsed the newsfeed, seeing an article about prize-winning French author, Yann Moix, declaring that he was incapable of loving a woman in her fifties, that they were “invisible” to him. By the way- Yann is fifty. … More On the Fabulousness of the Fifty-Something Woman

I Caught a Tear Drop

I caught a tear drop on my finger, sadness filling every crevice and corner of my heart. So much was contained in the glistening orb; memories of love and laughter, poignant and real, joined with those of loss and sadness, laced with regret, Beginnings and endings, melded into one. I closed my eyes and put … More I Caught a Tear Drop

On Birthdays, Grief Days, and Animal Therapy

I’m sitting on a plane, just now departing Birmingham and heading to Tampa for a busy few days of professional responsibilities- a presentation, a recruiting event, and a Board meeting for my international clarinet organization. I grew up in Tampa and spent the beginning of my career there, and I’m excited to see my sister … More On Birthdays, Grief Days, and Animal Therapy

On Memory Dances

In this time of grieving for Sophie in the last couple of days of my holiday break, I feel like I’m in limbo- ranging from feeling emotionally numb to being racked with sobs. There are reminders and triggers everywhere I look, sounds that I hear that just have to be her walking right behind me … More On Memory Dances

Upon Which Heaven Gains Another Angel: A Tail of Love

As it is New Year’s Eve, I had a very different post planned for today, but life changes in an instant, doesn’t it? Our Sunday began as it typically does, with quiet conversation and snuggle time with the animals. We treasure this one morning of the week where we can linger in bed, not having … More Upon Which Heaven Gains Another Angel: A Tail of Love