If you live on an island, or on the coast, or are facing the dirty side of a monster hurricane, stop reading this blog post…
I told you the story of my house fire (and my religion) in Burn Fire, Burn Bright. After the fire, we rebuilt. Here are some…
This is the story of the very early days with Nathaniel, the man who would become my husband. Happy Birthday, my love. Chemistry The laboratory…
When the handsome man driving our cab asks me if we are enjoying our trip to Havana and plan to return, my raggedy mind sifts…
After growing up around people who told me their version of the Christian God would send me to hell if I was a vegetarian or…
Advice and how-to articles. Photographs. A place-by-place journal of the places we traveled. I have digital evidence of one of the wildest things I’ve ever…
My last blog post, Star-Spangled, was pretty serious. It was so difficult to write I’m giving myself (and those of you who read Following Serendipity)…
Last night was a perfect night for baseball, the heat of the day rising from the concrete stadium and seeping into my bones as the…
Our crazy old green taxi, a 1950s-era Ford with more primer than paint and a diesel engine instead of its original V8, drops us off…
The little girl could hear now, her father told me, because she had received cochlear implants, but she still attended a school for the deaf…