Posts Tagged: personal essay
The Year of Moe
Mentioning January 6th conjures up a dark day in our history, but in my own world, it is a joyous anniversary. It was the day I met Moe, bringing love into both our lives. It was a year ago today on
The Year of Moe
Mentioning January 6th conjures up a dark day in our history, but in my own world, it is a joyous anniversary. It was the day I met Moe, bringing love into both our lives. It was a year ago today on
A Veterans Day Tradition Operation Army Jacket
What my WWII veteran father had done in the war and what the war had done to him was never clear to me. Like most men of Dad’s generation, silence was a heroic virtue. Just as the memories of the
A Veterans Day Tradition Operation Army Jacket
What my WWII veteran father had done in the war and what the war had done to him was never clear to me. Like most men of Dad’s generation, silence was a heroic virtue. Just as the memories of the
A Haunted Hospital
I love being a Mom to Moe, but sometimes Moe is a Mom to me. Especially now. On Thursday I am having a small surgical procedure at a hospital about 40 minutes from my home. After nearly a year of
A Haunted Hospital
I love being a Mom to Moe, but sometimes Moe is a Mom to me. Especially now. On Thursday I am having a small surgical procedure at a hospital about 40 minutes from my home. After nearly a year of
Grateful For The Gifts of the New Year
“May the curses of this year cease and may the blessings of a new year arrive.” I was walking Moe on my sun-dappled street yesterday right before sunset, moving quickly to get home in time to light my candles for
Grateful For The Gifts of the New Year
“May the curses of this year cease and may the blessings of a new year arrive.” I was walking Moe on my sun-dappled street yesterday right before sunset, moving quickly to get home in time to light my candles for
Hair Washing Day
Yesterday morning after I showered and washed my hair I decided to take Moe out for a walk. Forgoing my usual blow drying, I chose to walk him with a head of wet hair letting the air dry it. Feeling
Hair Washing Day
Yesterday morning after I showered and washed my hair I decided to take Moe out for a walk. Forgoing my usual blow drying, I chose to walk him with a head of wet hair letting the air dry it. Feeling
Mr. Stanley’s Neighborhood
One by one, my dog Moe is meeting the regular cast of characters in Mr. Stanley’s neighborhood. Though Stanley spent most of his pampered life sequestered in his suburban paradise of a large verdant yard and in-ground pool, once we
Mr. Stanley’s Neighborhood
One by one, my dog Moe is meeting the regular cast of characters in Mr. Stanley’s neighborhood. Though Stanley spent most of his pampered life sequestered in his suburban paradise of a large verdant yard and in-ground pool, once we
The Shame of My Off Brand Barbies
If 2023 was the year of Barbie, inspiring grown women to dust off their old Barbie dolls in a pink wave of nostalgia – it took until now for the phenomenon to finally free me to confess a long-held childhood
The Shame of My Off Brand Barbies
If 2023 was the year of Barbie, inspiring grown women to dust off their old Barbie dolls in a pink wave of nostalgia – it took until now for the phenomenon to finally free me to confess a long-held childhood
A Louisiana Lab Finally Comes Home
The MO- Ment I have been waiting for …. I have a new dog in my life! Ladies and gentlemen, may I officially introduce you to my newest son. All the way from Hammond, Louisiana home of The Tangipahoa African
A Louisiana Lab Finally Comes Home
The MO- Ment I have been waiting for …. I have a new dog in my life! Ladies and gentlemen, may I officially introduce you to my newest son. All the way from Hammond, Louisiana home of The Tangipahoa African
How a Dog Brought Me Full Circle
No surprise it was a small squishy dog that tugged at my heart. This past weekend I was in West Palm Beach to visit my Aunt Lois and attend the memorial service for my Uncle Sandy. My Dad’s kid brother,
How a Dog Brought Me Full Circle
No surprise it was a small squishy dog that tugged at my heart. This past weekend I was in West Palm Beach to visit my Aunt Lois and attend the memorial service for my Uncle Sandy. My Dad’s kid brother,
Sixty Years Ago November 22, 1963 An Ordinary Day Turned Extraordinary
Friday, November 22, 1963, began as ordinarily as any other school day. That crisp N.Y. fall morning gave no indication that 60 years later it would be one burned into my consciousness. By afternoon, life in our country would never
Sixty Years Ago November 22, 1963 An Ordinary Day Turned Extraordinary
Friday, November 22, 1963, began as ordinarily as any other school day. That crisp N.Y. fall morning gave no indication that 60 years later it would be one burned into my consciousness. By afternoon, life in our country would never
Envisioning The American Dream 