I’m just now seeing how bizarre that was. — Yes, bizarre. Was it just the other day? I had a conversation with someone about my experience of coming out when I shared my exciting news with my priest, a liberal, cool dude — whatever that means. It was about 35 years ago. …

So many new feels — She was riding her bike with the training wheels I walked alongside. She led. Stop! Get off the bike. Pick up that rock over there put it in the basket. Let’s go. We were celebrating her third birthday — First victory on wheels, flying down the street, finding rocks to see…

Life with you is never boring. — Where were we when we first scooped? Was it on the way home from rehearsal? Or maybe after we did the laundry. Did you know it would seal our together with a forever bond as varied and glorious as a hot fudge sundae with nuts and whipped cream and a…

I love being in love. No matter what letters we claim. — I love being in love. Building a relationship from the ground up newly everyday. No rules — well, only this: breathe, speak, walk, dance, sing, all of it from a place of love. Sometimes I have trouble finding that place, maybe I’m looking in the wrong direction? Turn around —…

What? — I can’t unread the news today. He — a (white) child, a minor — driven by his (white) mother bless her heart — across state lines with an illegal assault weapon for the express purpose of defending a business — he didn’t know which one just anyone with (black) people…

Everything I didn’t know comes back to haunt me. — On a train to see my son after two years. A lost house and COVID and idiots taking over the country while we try to patch the holes left after four years of horror after horror. My son and I, so different from who we were when last we hugged. …

From too much room to too little. — I lost the lettuce. The move was a shock. Moving a life and a lifestyle in June of 2020 — just my husband and me and two small dogs. How could we know it would be such a nightmare? With a bag of groceries and a potted plant in hand…

“Them And Us” has never worked. — I got it wrong hard to admit Seventy years blind and deaf head in the sand smart and funny self-righteous fool. I didn’t hear my words that way didn’t understand. that’s not what I meant that’s not what I said. or is it? they can’t hold and breathe our thoughts and…

How corny is that? — Dancing on the beach at sunrise. Exchanging friendship rings that cost a buck fifty. Winning stuffed flying pigs at the State Fair. Riding ferris wheels and kissing passionately at the top. Blushing. Hugging. Holding hands. My son said, “Geez, Mom. Friendship rings? Grown-ups have better taste!” Yes, I grew up…