To My Dear Old Friends

Open Door

Dear Old Friend, I miss you. I know I haven’t been a very good friend, but I think about you a lot.  And, thanks to Facebook, I see random bits and pieces of your life now, so many years removed from the last time we spent together in person. I see you with your friends […]

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How Long to Sing this Song? #NaBloPoMo

I’ll be 40 in a week I have a lot on my mind: change and constancy, dreams and regrets, friendship and loneliness, the past and future. I haven’t really imagined my life past this age. It’s hard enough to figure out what’s now much less what’s next.  I’m finally going to write the post about the lies […]

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When You Were My Age

A Boy and His Toy Gun

This is what I believed: You were on a secret mission for the government. You’d been selected because of your special military skills. You were undercover, top secret, incognito. Every once in a while, I’d see a man who looked a little bit like you. Was it you, so well-disguised? I knew you were watching […]

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A much younger, blonder, and fitter woman posted this on FaceBook awhile back: She thought it was funny. She’s 32. She really has NOOOO idea. What is the difference between a 32-year old and an actual 39-year old?

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Enough Already

39 That’s the age I’ll be in a couple of hours. 39 is old enough to be enough, isn’t it? Enough. I never feel like I am enough. I never feel like I’ve done enough, done enough right. The outline of my life is told in tragedies and failures, deaths and losses, regrets and crises. […]

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