Here's a quick update, or Why I'm Not Traveling This Summer Thing #1: Formulating: I've spent the last few years working to restore my...

While running two different businesses, a publishing company (Winuply Press) and a skin care company (Worthy Skin Care), I can become...

Here is a list of nonfictional and fictional cartoon thoughts about schools reopening from a seasoned teacher. Go ahead... guess my mood.

It’s interesting the way illness gives me a perspective on my life. One regret burned brightest: It was something I was going to do and nev

Morning Reflections: My creek shimmers in greeting as the leaves on my trees offer a slow wave. Good morning trees. There were ducks on...

I've never liked coffee. The musty smell annoys me in the same way dirty shoes deflate others.

These days when I leave New York for a day trip, I have this unsettling daydream that something will happen while I'm out of state, like a w

Today Hans visited for a few hours. We stayed outside and when we were close together, we both wore masks.

I slowly figured out what programs worked best to teach kindergarten on line.

I sat up in bed and shouted at the radio, “What?” so the announcer would know to repeat what he just said.

I hope this isn't a metaphor of my life: pretty but impossible to set right.

I went to a psychic last night to see if she could diagnose my pain and gift me with additional information.

It was like I was time traveling from one moment to another, hours apart.

the GPS doesn't understand what it's like to walk on a crowded sidewalk in Manhattan where I had to wait a minute or two at the end of every

There is a deep ravine next to her driveway. Wouldn't it be inconvenient if my car slid into the abyss? How long until my sister and her...

When I'm alone I make myself repeat the mantra: "I will not talk to others about my pain," but the moment there is a lull in a conversation,

...there was something odd. What was it? No, there wasn't a sound, I wasn't cold or hungry and there wasn't anything out of place, except...

I asked him if he would remember this baptism when he got older. He started to cry. Clearly memory was a sore subject for him, ...

My sister Heather called at 7:00 AM to see if I was awake. I was. She was off to Poughkeepsie to buy that camera that they didn't have in...

I went to my doctor for pity and advice on how to be rid of the pleurisy that crept into my lungs seven weeks ago, and walked out with a...