Recently at a restaurant with some family members, I noticed that the television was showing a program that looked familiar, and I thought aloud, “Is that General Hospital?” As I looked up, I saw the character, Sonny Corinthos. I remember watching General Hospital almost daily when I was in college, many years ago. Sonny Corinthos was a very handsome, bad guy – good guy type of character, as they often… Read Article →
Couches and Free Parking Spaces
When my mother was pregnant with my sister, her first child, she shared a story of the naps she took on a comfortable pink couch that was located in the ladies’ room where she worked. At that time, she worked as an Executive Secretary at General Electric in Lynn, Massachusetts. In the 1950s, it was not typical for women to work while pregnant. I was a bit surprised when she… Read Article →
A True Parrot Head
I do not proclaim to be a Parrot Head. I am a fan of Jimmy Buffet, his music, his eloquent stories, and his lifestyle. I have not reached Parrot Head status. A Parrot Head is a member of a culture, a way of life. Yet, when Jimmy Buffett passed away in September, I had difficulty figuring out why I was so grief-stricken. To make me feel better, I began to… Read Article →
Christmas Morning
Growing up with four siblings, our Christmas tree was barely able to shelter the multitude of gifts that lay underneath it. With five children, there were certainly plenty of gifts ready for opening. In Quincy Massachusetts, where we lived when we were young children, because our bedrooms were on the second floor, we often attempted to sneak down the stairs to get a glimpse of the gifts before my parents… Read Article →
Sunny Side Up and Rare
When my father enjoyed a full breakfast, usually on the weekends, he liked his eggs prepared “sunny side up” with the yellow yolk staring at you like a watery eye. He would often cook breakfast for us on the weekends, giving my mother a well-deserved break after taking care of five children during the week. We really enjoyed our family breakfasts, and he did too, singing or humming merrily as… Read Article →
Christmas Gifts
During the Christmas season, we cannot help but think of gifts. There is nothing like that feeling that emerges when the gift is just right. When we think of our very best gift, the gift that is the most meaningful and impactful, it conjures up different things for different people. It could be because of who gave it to us, or perhaps the meaning behind it, and why they chose… Read Article →
Purging All but the Memories
Purging has always given me satisfaction. When I fully let go of something, the results bring me clarity, renewed energy, and of course, cleansing. It does not matter what I do with the items, the experience is a cleansing opportunity for me. And, cleansing is good for the soul! My recent purging project is looking through decades of photographs stored in albums, and deciding what to keep and what to… Read Article →
The Beauty of Small Gatherings
The holiday season is here, so different this year as we gather with a small “core” group instead of the extended family and friends with whom we usually socialize during the holidays. I have hosted a number of holiday gatherings with large groups, and truthfully, find these to be exhausting. I look forward to this new venue! Although our gatherings will be small this year, we will be together, healthy,… Read Article →
Extraverts and Social Distancing
As an extravert, one who gets her energy by being with people, not distancing herself from them, I find myself struggling to get the energy I need to get through my day. Extraverts are sociable, interactive and love to talk, often before they think. It is who we are and what defines us. So, how do extraverts distance themselves from others? The actual distancing is not so much the challenge;… Read Article →
The Rose Way Girls and the North Shore Concert
We can be apart for years, but when we get together with our high school friends, it’s as though we’re frozen in time. And, once that deep-rooted, familiar music of our teens begins to play, the tales of our past flow like a waterfall. When I was in high school in the 1970s, like most teenagers, music was a big part of my life. Anytime I hear a song from… Read Article →