Thunderheads and Waves

Flying eye-level to thunderheads and over a seemingly calm, sky blue ocean, I was reminded today of our impact — on situations, on the world and on each other. From the ground, the air feels humid. Still. Stuffy. Only when we’re above the clouds do we see how much of an impact they really can […]

Beautiful Things

My parents used to love walking through model homes. I think they still do, but they don’t do it as much as I remember from my childhood. Housing tracts, condo complexes, town homes — everything new was fair game to look at and walk through. I’m not sure if the goal was ever to move, […]

The Marathon

You know that feeling where your stomach is in knots because of stress, worry or whatever? I’ve got it. Only the majority of my stress these days is behind me, and I am not plagued by worry. I simply feel worn out. Worn down. I can’t travel like I used to; I feel 86, not […]

Strange Happenings

During last night’s four-miler, I swallowed a bug. I’ve heard of people doing this before — known them, even. Goldie Hawn’s character does it in Overboard and, at long last, it was my turn. I’m not sure what I swallowed, but it was equal parts lemony and minty. It was dainty and slight, but it […]

Opinion.

So I’ve been reading a lot of commentary and opinions about Marissa Mayer’s Vogue photo shoot, and I really don’t see what all the hubbub is about. Do I see the photos of which they speak? Sure. Do I think they’re demeaning? Pshaw, please. I’ve read a lot of praise, and I’ve read a lot of […]

Not what it seems.

My teacher had a file folder of brief, two-person plays. It was the mid-80s, and I was in third grade. A classmate and I — we’ll call her Marissa — decided we’d try our hand at theater one day. OK, a bit of an exaggeration, but we plucked two laminated cards from the folder and […]

All We Can Do

They say there are two days you should never worry about: yesterday and tomorrow. I think they’re right, although you’d never know I believe it. I find myself worrying about things I can’t control. Some I can, yes, but the ones I can’t are the ones that keep me up at night…unnecessarily. You’d think I’d […]