My friend, Sheila, died today. I once joked with my sister-in-law that I hated turning 60 because, when you died after 60, you went from “she’s gone too soon” to “she lived a long, full life.” No one would ever say that about Sheila. Yes, she did cram as much living as possible into the…
I have a friend–a very good friend–who works with an organization called Canine Assistants based in Alpharetta, Georgia. If you haven’t heard of it, don’t be surprised. They are just a small group of wonderfully kind, dedicated people who train dogs to assist people who need a little or a lot of help. My friend…
While I’ve been cursing the firestorm 2020 has been, and like everyone else I am counting the seconds until January 1, 2021, I paused today to think if there were any lessons to learn. Turns out there is a very important one, perhaps the most important of all, a lesson we could not have learned…
I love to watch a program called “Moving Art” on Netflix. The beautiful time-lapse films of Louis Schwartzberg set to soothing instrumentals make me feel calm and peaceful, and set the tone for a weekend of writing and reflection. Today, I started with “Waterfalls,” and it has given me a welcome pause in the midst…
I write romance because I BELIEVE in things. I believe there are more good people than bad. I believe every person has important gifts to offer the world. I believe the world is a place of astonishing beauty, and humans have the ability to enhance that beauty through art, music, architecture, gardening, and countless other…
