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I wrote this entire blog post in my sleep this morning. Which is to say, I dreamed that I had to make all these pies - savory and sweet - for a wedding, but that I’d put the task off - probably because pie making intimidates me - all those special things you have to...

Well, I finally got the courage to ask my 83-year-old Mother if she wanted to spoon with me in bed.  I’d been wanting to ask her to cuddle for days, ever since my daughter and I arrived at her house earlier in the week. My Mother’s house is small, perfect for one,...

(From a line from a Marie Howe poem of that same name.) Not the way I set my alarm for 5am so I could get up and make her coffee before she set off for 12 hours on the road. Not the way we sat across from one another at the kitchen table in the dark, her blond hair...

Prior to Covid, I was one of those people who liked to say things like, “change is inevitable,” and “everything is transient” - the words floating out of my mouth, making me sound like the good Buddhist I wasn’t. I wasn’t a liar, I just didn’t know what I was talking...

As I write this, my 24-year-old daughter is working remotely from the kitchen table in the next room. She works for a large, California-based clothing company, and while their brick and mortar stores all over the world have closed, the ecom team - which Ruby is a part...

Bear with me: I want to tell you what happens when you let life do its thing to you. That’s how my old therapist, Gary used to talk about situations you didn’t love, but which were happening anyway, despite what you might have preferred. “Just let it do its thing to...

In 25 years a younger person - our children or a grandson or a niece - will turn to us and ask “What was it like when the virus came? What did people do? How did you live?” I’d want to tell them about the prom dress that my friend's daughter ordered, and which arrived...

Well, the half and half is gone, but we have plenty of oat milk. And I just peeled the almost dead tangerine, and put half of it in front of my daughter, who is working from the kitchen table. A week ago I might have tossed that tangerine in the compost pile, but now...

I hardly know what to say. I could tell you about the trip to Mexico for 13 people that I had to cancel last week - three days before we were set to leave - a trip that all of us were looking forward to, that we had made plans for and spent money on. I could tell you...