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Burning Man, A Funeral and Sibling Comfort

Burning Man, A Funeral and Sibling Comfort

When the cab pulled up outside my grandparents’ house on Mirror Lake Drive, everybody walked outside to greet my brother and sister-in-law. But I ran. As fast as my little legs could carry me. And in to the arms of my brother where I burst out in to these gigantic...
Coffee at the Beach

Coffee at the Beach

While I was waiting for the coffee to brew, I stepped out the sliding glass door and on to the back porch. Mmmm, fresh ocean air. I walked down the long boardwalk to our own private stretch of beach and just sighed. I had been looking forward to this week, with...
Key West By Bike

Key West By Bike

We visited Key West this past weekend and booked our room at the Key Lime Inn again. The same place we stayed in January when I went to the memoir writing workshop. But we did something different on this visit. We rented bikes. And I'll never visit Key West any other...
Of Mothers and Sons (And Daughters and Stepdaughters)

Of Mothers and Sons (And Daughters and Stepdaughters)

Our bond is strong and even sweet. He still hugs me. But only in private. I love when he wraps his long arms around me, even if it’s for a millisecond. I get more high fives and fist pumps than hugs but that’s okay. I’ll take what I can get....
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Odds to End the Week (Valentine's Day edition)

Odds to End the Week (Valentine’s Day edition)

I am without my valentine on this February 14th. He’s off skiing in Colorado with a buddy. And having the time of his life. I get to spend the evening with my teen daughter and her BFF, making brownies, eating takeout and watching a marathon of romantic comedies. And there’s no place I’d rather be.
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.
Odds To End The Week

Odds To End The Week

The best sambal chicken ever. If my husband would make this for me every night, I would be the happiest woman ever. And he knows more happiness = more sex.
Letting Go of a Fear of Failure

Letting Go of a Fear of Failure

I am not one to use affirmations. In times of sadness or confusion, I have not been helped by “Tomorrow is another day.” No “Let go, let God.” Or “I am worthy of love.” The only phrase that ever comes in to my head when I am upset about something is “This too shall pass”...
Odds To End The Week

Odds To End The Week

Did you know that you could lift weights with your vagina? Maybe I can get toned by Valentine's Day.
Gradually Growing Up

Gradually Growing Up

It’s gradual. First, they start going down to the playground at the end of the street. By themselves. And walking the mile home from school. Alone.