50 Days to 50

Fifty days until I’m 50! Okay, so it’s only 39 days until I turn 50 but I intended to write this post a week and a half ago. The world changed in that window of time, as did my mind about what is worth saying. When I think back on my five decades, and all that I have witnessed…

183 Days: The Agony, Irony and Ecstasy

Happy Anniversary to me, myself and I. We are celebrating 6 months without alcohol. Though I will confess that the terms “happy” and “celebrating” are debatable. Giving up something you love because you love it too much is a hateful task. Especially if you loved white wine and vodka martinis because they took some of the hate, anxiety…

From the Middle East to Middle School

There he stands. My little boy on his first day of Middle School. Waiting for the bus at the end of our tree-lined lane on a glorious Vermont morning. He’s smiling — no, he’s glowing. He’s practically bursting at the seams with self-confidence. There does not appear to be one iota of fear in his face,…