Night Noises

Night Noises

Pops and bangs awaken me from sweet dreams and I startle upright in my bed. It takes a few moments for me to get my bearings, and a peek through my window blinds, to realize it’s just the neighbor boys shooting off random firecrackers…again. It’s the Fourth of July...
July 4th – The Fight for Freedom

July 4th – The Fight for Freedom

I have a love-hate relationship with patriotism. In my twenties, I sat for the National Anthem, and this caused my father, a Korean War veteran, much dismay, so I eventually relented out of respect for him. Since the various Black Lives Matter movements have made...
Ink & Pencil

Ink & Pencil

On sequestered writing days, I wear downgraded clothes, which are inappropriate for answering the front door, or even for looking at my reflection in my own mirrors. On these days, my husband will offer to bring me a sandwich from anywhere I choose. He says a new...
The Golden Hour

The Golden Hour

This January, my nineteen year old college sophomore son and I went on a hike to Pierce Point in the Northern Point Reyes National Seashore. The weather was clear, but throughout our hike on the high ridge, pounding surf echoed below. My new tendency to impart advice...
March On!

March On!

  I marched in the San Francisco Women’s March to secure our future with the future: my 20-something daughter and her friends. Last year my husband and I went to the march in Oakland, but this year he was at a climate conference all day. So I asked Ally if I could...

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