Sandy Cracks and Other Perceived Flaws

I don’t like sand above my ankles. Don’t get me wrong. I love looking out onto a beautiful sandy beach, especially in the morning hours after nightly high tides have smoothed it to a fresh, blank surface. I adore walking along the ocean, savoring that delicious sinking feeling, watching the grains outlining my feet lighten, …

You coulda been dead all this time and Other Words of Wisdom from My Mother

I have my mother to thank for my healthy attitude toward aging. She’s the reason why I never lie about my age and why I think the whole ‘you should never ask a lady her age’ is an outdated concept that needs to go. I mean, honestly. Nobody ever says, ‘never ask a man his …

January Stories: What I read and watched!

As part of my goal to live with intention this year, I’m tracking the stories I consume each month in a journal! My husband raises an amused eyebrow whenever I bring my journal to the living room, but this really helped cure my SADDA habit. (Story Attention Deficiet Disorder.) Now rather than hopping back and …