What Color Was the Door?
I was having a cookie last night when the phone rang. Back in the day, Gary and I used to bicker over who had to answer. “You get it,”...
Tenacity and A Long Trail
My WhatsApp line just rang. “Don’t hang up, it’s X!” I thought it might be a scam but stayed on the line, skeptical but curious. “It’s X...
Betty for the Win
Here’s a secret: sometimes I skip the headlines and go straight to the food section. I know I should be reading about egg prices and big...
Can You See Fingers?
If you look closely, you'll see fingertips at the back of the mound in this photo. They belong to my husband who stands 6 feet tall, and...
Cocktail Hour in the Produce Aisle
“It’s way too fancy,” I told my husband. “I’d be overdressed.” My new outfit was a beauty — white and lacy, perfect for a summer cocktail...
Quiet, Please
It’s that time of year. I fly to the other side of the state, make my way to the hospital from the airport, and step into the...
Is It Time for a Shift
“Some moments in life take up a whole wall,” my friend said. “They’re like giant murals. They’re all we see, even if that moment happened...
The Beauty, The Other, & Me
Three of us sat in the windowless room, clad in thin hospital robes, waiting for our turn to be radiated. Young One was a beauty, her...
Cancer By the Numbers
1 Number of times a doctor told me, “best-case scenario, you’ll be stuck with a ‘frankenboob.’ ” 0 Odds he gave that I’d be able to...
It's Enough
If you saw my friend in the check out line at the grocery store with an expensive bottle of wine, you might feel envious. Jan is a...
