An occasional series based on stuff that hangs in my room… or my heart. First, an admission. For most of my life, I wasn’t into affirmations or contemplating quotes from people, famous, infamous, or anonymous. I thought it was more important to find my own way, to set my own course. That all began to… Continue reading Living the Dream
Category: Life in the 50s
One Is Too Many….
If you look closely at the photo, you can see it, one of the compulsions I struggle the most to control. I chew my cuticles. My successful moments in combatting this nasty habit come when I remember this: Don’t take the first bite. Because, you see, I am lost if I chew that first cuticle.… Continue reading One Is Too Many….
The Five-Dollar Lesson
You might say I’m a bit hyper-responsible. My ex-husband often called me, and not always in a joking way, “Super Cop of the World.” For twenty-five years, my desk has featured a Nicole Hollander cartoon about the obligations of those in the First-Born Club. In the same vein, when people ask why I never had… Continue reading The Five-Dollar Lesson
Of Abysmal Swamps, Within and Without
Note: On Tuesdays and some Sundays, you can find me at Your Daily Tripod, owned by my friend TonyD. A longer version of the post below appears there. I had lunch recently with a spiritual mentor, a Catholic whose writing greatly inspires me. I shared with her my concern that my writing and speaking about the… Continue reading Of Abysmal Swamps, Within and Without