Coming Out of Hiding

Libations at Kate’s. August, 2010. There’s Only One of Me“I don’t post much on Facebook. I teach Sunday School at my church, you know.” The woman at the party shook her head. “I don’t need my pupils’ parents seeing that I’m coming over here for margaritas.” I smiled and nodded. My heart wanted to cry, though. […]


The Reunion: Finale

My Brother, Cousin Marcia, Cousin Hugh. Ca. 1969 [Part One of this story is here. Part Two of this story is here.] We Reserve the Right to Refuse ServiceWe’ve parked the car and are walking across the restaurant’s parking lot when suddenly I wonder if bringing my cousin here for lunch wasn’t a horrible idea. What […]


The Haircut

Rich and me Before the Haircut.  What the Hairdresser Showed Me“So,” he asked me, running his fingers through my graying curls, gauging the heft of my hair, “How much time a day do you spend on your hair?” “About thirty seconds,” I said, watching him. He didn’t blanch. “And I don’t want to color it,” […]


I Do: The Project

Mudding over the Drywall Tape. Imagining Something Better It’s early on Saturday, the morning just stirring under its blanket of darkness. I’m writing at my desk, upstairs, when I hear it: The whining buzz of a power tool slices through the stillness.  I leave my keyboard and coffee, race downstairs, into the garage. “Rich! It’s […]


I Do: The Project

Mudding over the Drywall Tape. Imagining Something Better It’s early on Saturday, the morning just stirring under its blanket of darkness. I’m writing at my desk, upstairs, when I hear it: The whining buzz of a power tool slices through the stillness.  I leave my keyboard and coffee, race downstairs, into the garage. “Rich! It’s […]