This is not an ordinary blog post, nor is it what you might expect to hear associated with a rooster. But we’re not talking about any ordinary rooster. We’re talking about Mr. Fancypants.
Read MoreYesterday a sweet friend said goodbye. Sometimes it’s so hard to accept the changes life brings.
No more running into her at all the familiar places: carpool lines, back-to-school nights and the neighborhood walks you loved. No more meeting for coffee and catching up on life. No more of all the wisdom and humor she brought to those she loved and those who loved her. She’s gone.
Our poor girl. I thought you were okay. We all did.
Read MoreThere is no way to describe New England in late September. Our neighborhood farm stand has replaced baskets of ripening peaches with crisp apples grown in orchards in the foothills. Pots of autumn-colored mums have taken the place of bouquets of raffia-tied zinnias. Pumpkins of all shapes and sizes line the pebble path to our back door. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Yearly, like clockwork, people come from miles around to see the breathtaking, sensational sight of the colors of Autumn. The interim between early and late fall is so short. Soon, those we call "leaf peepers" will descend in droves to witness the leaves taking on brilliant burnt orange and all shades of ochre. Time is of the essence.
Read MoreThis morning at breakfast I noticed my husband Will’s hairline. Ever-so-slowly receding, it made me wonder how he will look when he’s in his 70’s. Handsome and distinct, I’d say.
Then my thoughts turned to my dad. He was bald ever since I can remember. But he was nothing like Will; my dad’s heart, hidden by his heinous behavior. What a shame. What a treacherous turn for a soul bound for love at birth.
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Last night I had a dream. It was more like a nightmare.
I awakened wishing I never knew you or the abuse you perpetuated with the assistance of my father, sister and everyone else with whom you so willingly shared your version of our interactions. Our story could never have ended well. Nightmares never do.