Category Archives: Memoir

One More Thing

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I want to tell my brother one more thing. I loved our childhood–the beach in summer, salty waves and frozen creamsicles. The trampolines, fireflies, road trips and late, balmy nights.  Continue reading →

‘Run, Henry, Run’

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2007 – 2019 I’ve been wanting to do another post about Henry, but as he got older he seemed to become more settled in his ways. He’d spend even more time napping, resting and sleeping with quiet abandon.  And did … Continue reading →

This Time of Year

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This time of year, I think of glass beads reflecting sprightly patterns on the wall. I think of Frank Sinatra on the record player, belting out “Fly Me to the Moon” one more time, while I relish the sweet aroma of bread pudding baking in the oven. Continue reading →

Moments

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Quick. Tell me a moment that was important to you.

Such moments should be on the tip of your tongue. No matter how long ago they happened, you remember. You remember because of a spark, a tug or because of a dream. Continue reading →