Balancing the happy ending

The lovers in movies kiss in shades of intimate sunset. Wind and light and time stand still for them. Their moments are filled with space to breathe and exhale and savor. They hold hands. They look long and deep into the insides of each other’s eyes to interpret what...

When I fly, I always…

Chug large quantities of Dramamine – otherwise, believe me, you wouldn’t want to be seated next to me for a 16 hour flight! Can you say “barf-a-rama”?! Always place a hand on the plane as I board and whisper a prayer for the pilots. Prefer an...

Transition

July. Hot sticky season of freedom. I love you. When I opened the windows this morning, you breezed in like an old friend. I have felt this happy to see you before. The year we melted with relief when the right job at the right time came through for Pete. That July...