Category Archives: Life
Day 4 – Going’ to the Chapel of Love
Today we are leaving for Detroit to celebrate the marriage of Steve’s nephew, David, to his best friend, Kylie. I love attending weddings. Listening to the vows is like a renewal of my own vows. Anyone who knows me well … Continue reading
Day 3 – The World is My Oyster
Since retiring in June, I’ve had a few days (not many, thankfully) where I have nothing planned, which for me, can be unsettling. My life has been so full that rather than looking for something to keep myself busy, I’ve … Continue reading
Day 2 – I Should Have Said Something
I’m in a summer non-fiction boot camp with other non-fiction writers. Last night, on a Zoom call, a prompt was suggested by the “camp” leader: Write about a time you should have said something and didn’t. I liked that prompt, … Continue reading
Rearview Mirror and The Road Ahead
Steve and I are leaving for DC after work today to celebrate Christmas and New Year’s with Andrea and her family. On these 6+ hour drives, we often listen to audio books or podcasts or favorite music. But what I … Continue reading
Holding On and Letting Go
On Sunday, as Steve and I often do, we wrote on a writing prompt for ten minutes. The prompt was “Days Gone By.” With thoughts of my father still wrapped around my mind, here’s what I wrote: Tomorrow will be … Continue reading
Holding On and Letting Go
On Sunday, as Steve and I often do, we wrote on a writing prompt for ten minutes. The prompt was “Days Gone By.” With thoughts of my father still wrapped around my mind, here’s what I wrote: Tomorrow will be … Continue reading
Escaping the Doldrums
I have to admit, weekends aren’t what they used to be. In the past, they were something to look forward to–outings with family or friends, movies, shopping . . . without a mask. But mostly, we looked forward to family … Continue reading
The Ineffability of a Hug
BEHIND THE SCENES: SETTING: This morning, 6:30. Jan is sitting at her computer. Steve walks in with a cup of coffee. STEVE: Are you going to walk this morning? JAN: No, I’m going to work on a blog. STEVE (Happy … Continue reading
The “Both/And” of Saying Goodbye
“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.” ~ Kahlil Gibran A few weeks ago, on the last day of a memory-filled vacation to Florida, we learned that my son, Adam, got … Continue reading
Farewell to the Grumpy Cat Who Loved the Best She Could
Yesterday evening, as I began to prepare dinner, I heard Steve call, “Jan,” kind of soft, kind of panicked. In that one short word, I knew something was wrong. I hurried from the kitchen toward his voice in the hallway, … Continue reading
