There it waits...the orange chaise. Waiting for these stiff limbs to sink down on a chilly 6 a.m. morning. The velvet fabric faded, the...

I spent a weekend in a no-frills cabin with a small group of women, most of whom I didn't know, at least not very well. I'm generally...

When I was 18 I got my first pair of contact lenses. Since the age of twelve I would shyly pulled out my ugly glasses to see the...

Do you have a moment? Stretch out on the lounge chair beside me for a few minutes poolside. Close your eyes and imagine we’re here...

Years ago, I sat in a room full of people, listening to the teaching of a wise woman. Outwardly, I sat slumped in momentary relief,...

I expect my new running shoes to arrive today. Time to toss the beat up but faithful pair. Too many miles, too many years according to...

It happens around March, always when I’ve had enough of cowering cold and 6 pm sunsets, I start to trek the trail down to our creek. ...

This morning, an arctic-feeling January Sunday, I met with a young bride-to-be. This is just the sort of thing that casts a warm sunny...

They say you can see three states from here. “Here” refers to what seemed a rickety observation tower atop the tallest peak in...

Here’s the wild and unbelievable story of our beginnings. That is, the story of our life that began twenty years ago on May 18th, 2000. ...

First is a word, a status, a moniker bundled with meaning. It connotes something different for each of us, but also strikes a theme that...

“Climb the reading mountain Jackie!” That was my daily encouragement to my son as he patiently plodded through “A-A-apple. B-B- ball.” ...

It all began with a song. I remember it clear as day. Practicing “Greensleeves” for weeks on end, scrawling my name on the sign-up...

Hilariously, I crack open a book titled Yankees ’98 Best Ever. Me, the girl whose greatest insight into the game of baseball is “If you...

All through August the oranges, yellows and pinks of bright Zinnias bloom and bob down in the garden. I can see them from the window. ...

There were five around my table. Five heads up from sleep, sometimes way too early for a tired, messy-haired mommy. Everything from...