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…
Every now and then I wonder what does an astronaut see? We have pictures, duh. Use the internet. That’s not what I mean. When they are floating outside the space station, or space shuttle, or whatever, what do they see when they look straight down? What do they see when they look straight up? We…
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…
