She had never wanted to grow up, but it happened without her permission. She was tradition, roots, a tender, the oldest, she was calm. Life moved along and as society would dictate, she tried to keep up, be the person she was supposed to be. She ran faster, pushed up, made up, drank up and somewhere along the…
For some reason, we rush past beginnings only to long for them later. People say they loved their first crappy car, or that time in their life when they lived in a dinky little apartment, and yet at the time they hated them both. Dreamed of something better. Being a newbie can be stressful, insecure, but…
I will be another year older next week. One more 365 day rotation completed. I will be baking my own cake. This year I have chosen the Chocolate Lavender Cake with Mascarpone Earl Grey German Buttercream. If I was looking for an accurate self reflection at this point in my life, I would probably go with the…
I am home from the beach. We went for a week to visit my mom and Gil. We go every year for the 4th of July. There were eight of us because each child brought a friend. First time with friends and it was different…good different. A new layer. I baked, we played charades, ate crabs…
Michael started reading Shel Silverstein with Katlyn when she was little. They tried Harry Potter, but Katlyn was bored, so he moved on to Where The Sidewalk Ends. Katlyn is twenty and she now owns all of Shel Silverstein’s books, even the bad one about the rabbit. They still reference Shel’s stories in conversation, it’s like…
Hiking to Machu Picchu was not magical. I did not return with great wisdom, a spiritual awakening or the mysteries of life solved. I guess life is not like the movies, although I would still love to have a soundtrack playing as I live out the rest of my days if that ever becomes an…
John Muir said, “The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.” He was an adventurer, an unbound spirit, a roamer. Any time I read snippets or quotes by people that travel, change, or see the world, they always appear fearless. In my mind they are…
There is a crack in my windshield. A rock hit the upper corner on the passenger’s side. It was one of those pops where I wasn’t sure if it hit the frame or the actual glass. It was loud and sort of shocking. I leaned over and saw the pronged star. It wasn’t that big, but it looked deep.…
Here’s how my crush on Stephen King got started. Alys (Alys in Underland) wrote a review of The Shining. I had to read pieces of Shawshank Redemption in a film class I took forever ago, but I’d never read anything by Stephen King. Most of his books are creaky door scary and I don’t like to be scared.…