We went to a brunch buffet yesterday and I remembered that several years ago we took my husband’s mother to one of these. She was heading down the long, hard road of dementia but...
Tom Westbrook was one of my heroes. He was a great believer in humanity and the central tenet of his faith was “we are all the same”. He said it often, he even once...
Mr Rogers had a beautiful segment and a song about growing things in the garden of your mind, a piece that I love. I recently came across a video that instantly made me think...
“Turn a corner and meet your fate.” A quote from Woodrow Wilson’s future wife, after the chance meeting that led to their eventual courtship and marriage. I heard this expression for the first time...
Every spring we get pumped up to have a vegetable garden. We order seeds and buy starts, plant everything and rejoice as things germinate and grow. However — both my husband and I dislike...
I am a sighted person. If I had not ever known sight, I wonder how I would imagine things. How would I “visualize”? How did Helen Keller, without sight OR hearing, form pictures in...
I consulted Yelp to help find a new place for lunch when we were recently in Florida. Clary’s, according to the app, had the best food around — homemade everything. From soup to sandwiches...
When I was growing up I took piano lessons from a delightful short, round and ancient Franciscan nun named Sister Adeline. She had seen Paderewski play when she was a child, she told me,...
Dubby. That was my grandma’s word for the feeling when you fall hard asleep in the afternoon and wake up feeling disoriented. “I feel so dubby,” she would say after a nap. My grandmother...
Collywobbles. Those fuzzball things that appear in corners, under beds or chairs, next to the desk. My mother called them collywobbles, though sometimes she referred to them as old men. At my childhood neighbor’s...
