When I am at the mall, or a museum and I have to pee I don’t have to think about where I belong, or who I am, or how I am seen by the other people. I wait in line like all the other women, who also need to pee (right now) and step into […]
Category Archives: self image One of my favorite poems is Elizabeth Bishop’s One Art, a lesson on lost things. For me there have been many things, places and people dropped or misplaced long before I noticed their absence as well as those lost suddenly, leaving rough, tender places that I had to protect. I clearly recall the moment I lost my […]  For the past eight years, I’ve woken Wednesdays knowing it was the day my daughter would be back home with me. Sharing custody of a child is hard on everyone, especially children. My concern about how it would impact her almost kept me from making one of the best decisions I’ve ever struggled to make. […]  Saffron is expensive, but if you skimp on it you might as well put it right into the trash, because you can’t taste it. Using too little is as wasteful as using too much. I know better, and yet lately I haven’t been using enough saffron. I have been denying myself as if rationing the […]  When I think of being a quitter I think of the painful scene in the movie Eat, Pray, Love when Liz Gilbert’s soon to be ex-husband, mid-divorce negotiations sings a song with only one lyric, “quitter, quitter, quitter” over and over. No one wants to see themselves as a quitter, but sometimes the wise option is to […] |
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