…and to all a good night
A very happy fourth day of Christmas to each and all of my readers. I don’t have four French hens, …
A very happy fourth day of Christmas to each and all of my readers. I don’t have four French hens, …
Since September, I feel like I’ve been climbing a steep, obstacle-strewn craggy mountain weighed down with all the sadness, and …
I’m up here with Jade, a lovely, little black cat who doesn’t seem to age or get bigger in the …
There are some days when everything seems right in my world. Even with the Oh-My-God-I-Don’t-Have-A-Home always hanging over my head …
I was never a cheerleader. I never even got close to being a cheerleader throughout my twelve years of Catholic …
I heard an interview with Malcolm Gladwell the other day. The interviewer asked him why he didn’t write pieces about …
Every December, over lunch, when we are out celebrating our mutual December birthdays, dear-heart friend, Judith, intones, “This is going …
Back in the good old days (earlier this year) when I was not-so-gainfully employed but happy in my work, I …
I am unhappy. I’m always a little blue at this time of the year, but this has nothing to do …