Here you will find short memoir essays.
Oh those words. I have such a bitter sweet feeling when the spin instructor says that. because riding the bike from the saddle is just harder and it burns. As hard as it is, what I realize when I'm pushing the limits of physical endurance is this: I am thirsty. I drink a lot of … Continue reading Back in the Saddle…
My Father has decided to sell our family home; the house of our childhood, my cocoon. I’m at the time in life where adult children witness parents moving on.
Lessons from an Eggplant Does skin matter? Nana told me to peel the eggplant, slice it thinly, the long way, soak it in salt water, and then pat dry before dipping it in flour and frying. So I did. I did everything the way Nana told me...the first time I made it, and it came … Continue reading Its all Relevant
Writing for me is a necessity. Each day I must engage in the process of writing in order to yoke my thoughts, tire my intuitions , gather up all my loose ends and ride the powerful insights to purpose and production. If i let my thoughts go without taming them i risk injury. When I … Continue reading Bridled Horses
I realized that those having life in them desire life beside them. Life attracts life.
Before everyone arrives with hot casseroles and forced conversations, it’s quiet. It’s dark and soundless, except for the occasional jingle of the dog’s collar. The coal stove glows orange inside, reminding me of ET’s heart.
A letter to my grandmother
Chewing food properly I guess is important. I didn't know! I was in a desperate state of bloat at the book store – hiding out in the diet and nutrition section, hoping I might meet a fairy god mother, who would wave her special wand, like with Cinderella and poof-flat belly. No luck, but I … Continue reading the Benefits of Chewing
My sister lives on a lake in Maine.
My Faith Place 