Music Fridays: Most of All

People have always told me I look just like my dad. When you’re young, and a girl, you’re not exactly happy to hear that. But over time I’ve come to accept that fact and appreciate it. It’s just one of the things I inherited from my dad. A love of music, photography, good food, are a few others.

The Sunday Post: 100 Days of Gratitude

I dedicate this post to my ex-husbands. Yes, really. You’ll read why in a minute or two. When I began to collect all the entries in my gratitude journal for 2021 I knew that there would be many things repeated from day to day. It would be natural to have many repetitions. My friends and…

The Sunday Post: Making Memories

I’m sitting here smiling in my little nest as I write this. I’ll get to why in a minute. It’s been a lazy day today but it feels good to do as close to nothing as possible. I’m working on laundry, watered my plants, and got on the yoga mat for a quick practice, but…

Feels Like Yesterday

I shot the video below eleven years ago today. We were in Panama while the East Coast was in the middle of a blizzard. We were lucky to get a flight out during what they were calling “Snowmageddon.” We spent that week basking in the sunshine and sweating in the tropical humidity. My sister and…

Thankful

It’s early still on this Tuesday morning. My coffee is just about ready, I’m dressed for work (in comfy yoga pants, of course), and I’ve already practiced some morning yoga. I was going to write this week about what I discovered, if anything, about myself during January, a month bursting with lofty intentions to establish…

The Sunday Post: Growth

This week’s bloom was about growth. Blossoming. Doing what you didn’t think was possible. I’ve been doing a lot this month that I wasn’t all that sure was possible not too long ago. There’s the more obvious things like yoga every day, thinking of ten things every day that I’m grateful for, drinking more water,…

Balance

In between Yoga and Zumba today I looked down at my feet and the parallel lines running down the length of my living room floor reminded me of a balance beam. I wondered how I would fare if I had to walk on a real balance beam, several feet off the ground. Not very well,…

Music Fridays: Our Piano Man

I wanted to write a poem for my dad.There’s so much about him I want you to know. He loved his family, his children, his wife. His grandchildren were his pride and joy. He carried the weight of his familyon his shoulders; everyone counted on him. He loved to play dominoes and the menhe played with…

Today’s Top Ten (or what I did on my summer vacation)

When you were in school did you ever have to write an essay on how you spent your summer vacation? I’m not sure I ever did but it seems like I’ve seen multiple TV sitcoms or movies where that’s been the case. In any case, I don’t much feel like writing an essay, since I’m…