An early herald of the arrival of spring...Read More
“Your notes were like a warm blanket around me,” she said. “Even though you couldn’t take away the pain or make the situation change, you were able to pull me to a happy place for a few minutes. You helped take my focus off the pain.”
Her heart was broken, and I was helpless in the face of her suffering. What could I do? I wondered. How could I make her feel better?Read More
It was the biggest dog I had ever seen. A German shepherd with a strong sense of territorialism and no love for strangers, even little ones...Read More
I’m out of the office this week but thought I'd leave you with some inspiring quotes about the beauty and joy of summer...Read More
The ink on the envelope in the familiar hand makes me smile. It’s from Nigel Goodwin, our friend across the pond, who means so much to us. His letters, always written by hand...Read More
Thirty-eight plays, 154 sonnets, a couple of long-form narrative poems, and a few odds and ends. William Shakespeare was not only prolific, but his work has stood the test of time. Even if you aren't a fan...Read More
“Bunny,” I said. “Bunny. Bunny.”
Sometime in the last few months, I’d gotten over feeling silly about repeating words to my little girl. She was too young to say them back to me, but that didn’t matter. She’d be able to say them someday.
I’d had a rough day. Actually, it had been a rough year.
After picking up my two-year-old from preschool, I drove into our driveway and went to the mailbox. I pulled out a few bills, some junk, and a small envelope addressed by hand—my sister’s hand. I recognized the handwriting...Read More