2026-07-14
Beyond Broken Bones A Quiet Recovery
Well, it’s remarkable how quickly folks move on, isn't it? After my fall last year—broke a hip, you know—there was such an outpouring. Cards and casserole di...
Retired after 31 years teaching third grade. Now I go to my grandchildren — New York, Raleigh, Florida. Jerry holds down the fort. I find the food bank in every city. This is not slowing down.
2026-07-14
Well, it’s remarkable how quickly folks move on, isn't it? After my fall last year—broke a hip, you know—there was such an outpouring. Cards and casserole di...
2026-07-01
Sometimes, I find myself thinking about those who make us laugh. Those clever souls who craft words and movements to bring joy—often with a lightness that se...
2026-06-30
Sometimes, I think about children – not my own grandchildren, though they are a constant joy - but all those little ones out there facing things far beyond w...
2026-06-29
Sometimes, it seems like we parents spend more time worrying about whether our children are *doing* alright than they do themselves. I’ve seen it countless t...
2026-06-28
Sometimes, you think a thing will change you fundamentally, rearrange your furniture on the inside. And sometimes… well, sometimes it doesn’t. It just sits t...
2026-06-27
It’s a peculiar thing, isn’t it? To think we are masters of our own choices, especially when those choices involve something as simple as what to put on your...
2026-06-24
Sometimes, a simple cup of coffee can hold a lot of quiet reflection. Monday morning, I sat at my kitchen table – a ritual now that the schoolhouse days are ...
2026-06-22
Well. The rain outside is a steady drumming tonight, the kind that settles deep in your bones and makes you want to curl up with a good book – or, in my case...
2026-06-22
Well. The coffee was lukewarm, as it always seemed to be in the mornings now. I stirred it slowly, watching the grounds settle, a small, deliberate act that ...
2026-06-22
Well. It was Monday, and the rain outside wasn’t doing anything to soothe the quiet in the kitchen. I’d been staring at this worn linoleum for a good half ho...
2026-06-20
The silence of Saturday mornings used to be a comfort, you know? Now… well, now it feels like a question mark hanging over everything. It’s been three months...
2026-06-20
In my most recent Psychology Today blog post I wrote about the harmful effects of people becoming used to bad things and worsening life situations. This post...