The Story I Hope to Tell
’m writing my first novel. There, I said it. It’s scary, this trying new things, risking failure. In public now. As I sink into my main character’s head, considering her fears, flaws, motivations,...
How to Stuff Your Pockets Full of Grace
his morning slaps me on the face in a good way, like the tingle of aftershave, like a whiff of minty-fresh clarity. Today the mountains aren't airbrushed or the least bit soft-spoken. They're drawn with...
When You’re Tempted to Despair
hen life feels uncertain, I’m drawn to the pinnacles and edges of the earth. To mountaintops and...
The 8 Words We Most Long to Hear On Valentines Day
A guest post for LivingBetter50.com. Read the full article here. nless you slept through the 80s and have never attended a wedding, you’ve probably sung or even smooched to Billy Joel’s Grammy...
A Bravery that Leads to Delight
round the corner in my walking shoes, passing our little country airport. That gold vintage airplane sits again at the tip of the runway like a lone sunflower in a dormant field. I wonder again, Who...
Sometimes You Gotta Let it Go
lant some shrubbery,” my friend Tina said, as she waited for her teriyaki bowl. I’d just told her how fragile I felt, how that morning I’d already been tearful about a loved one’s health...
