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After the Race (In Memory)

After the Race (In Memory)

So I ran that race this morning. That 5K I’ve been yapping about for the last couple of weeks. My first one ever. And even though I didn’t meet my goal of a sub 10 minute mile, it turned out better than I had hoped for.
A Year Later (Thinking of Martha)

A Year Later (Thinking of Martha)

Martha was killed almost a year ago. Struck by a car as she was leaving a shop in her Brooklyn Heights neighborhood. And her death still doesn’t make any sense to me. I don’t think it ever will.
A Love Letter to Bruno Mars

A Love Letter to Bruno Mars

Dear Bruno, I fell in love with you last Friday night in Miami. But don't worry. It's not what you may think. I'm not a stalker. And I'm not (too) crazy. I'm just a 47 year-old (happily married) mother of a teenage daughter.
Haphazard Memories: My 1998 Volvo Wagon

Haphazard Memories: My 1998 Volvo Wagon

In 1998, when I left Manhattan for suburban South Florida, I hadn't owned a car for 11 years. Didn't want one. Didn't need one. I had the subways and the buses, my own two feet and eventually, a boyfriend turned husband who had a beat-up Hyundai.
New Refrigerator Is As Good As An Orgasm (Almost)

New Refrigerator Is As Good As An Orgasm (Almost)

My refrigerator died two and a half weeks ago. After 14 years, almost to the day, the poor thing had finally had enough. And its death was not surprising. My family worked that fridge hard. Babies to teens. First marriage to a second one. While all around it, things changed. New paint color. New flooring. Two...
After The Reunion (High School)

After The Reunion (High School)

What to wear? Are my roots showing? Do I need to get my mustache waxed? These were some of the things that I was thinking about in the days before my 30 year high school reunion. Then, of course, there were also these thoughts: Who’s going to show up? Will the women all be fat and...