My husband tossed his candy wrapper at me. He does that sometimes, but this time, I knew the wrapper was for reading because it was a Dove wrapper. And I knew it was for me because it said, “Your vibe attracts your tribe.” I often hear that we must find our tribe or that we … Continue reading Your Vibe Attracts Your Tribe
I hope you have a passion to chase and that you are feeding your heart and soul what they need.
Coming down off the keto diet and eating fruit again is like having been sent to the gates of heaven and showered with ambrosia, the nectar of the Gods. I made a protein shake with frozen berries that have antioxidants. Why had I put a moratorium on all fruit? Because they contain Satan sugar and … Continue reading These Things Happen: Musings from a Self-Proclaimed Food Addict
My cat is a dog. And a toddler and a sweet little angel cuddle bug. He is also a minion sent from the depths of Bengal cat heritage. He must be. He is wild. I return to the living room from microwaving my soup a bit more, and I find my cat on the end table, … Continue reading How Much My Cat Loves Me
Hours passed, and Mom finally said, “Okay, time to go.” “But it’s not morning.” I sat up on the soft couch where I’d been trying to sleep. William slept in a recliner by the window. “Leslie.” Mom stared at me. Her heavy voice seemed to come up through her from the ground. William jolted awake. … Continue reading Road Trip, Part 2
Yesterday as I Namasté-d to mark the end of my yoga session, euphoria swirled in my head like a wisp of bliss. I breathed out, releasing a final sigh of carbon dioxide and reveled in my moment of freedom. Shoulders lower, spine taller, my body floated out of the studio. How was it I’d almost … Continue reading Are You Looking for Euphoria?
I posted an excerpt of my memoir last week. It was part of a selection that was chosen for publication in an anthology, so imagine my dismay to find, as I scanned my writing after posting on Facebook, several typos and general writing errors. Those errors were not present when I submitted my story for … Continue reading Apostrophe Thief
“Ultimatum” comes from Latin, meaning “final demand.” Typically, the word has negative connotations—it implies a means of repairing a relationship that has soured because of one person’s words or actions. How many of us have heard something like, “If you don’t stop talking to [your ex], I will break up with you”? Not you? That … Continue reading Ultimatum
Road Trip, part 1 William was climbing the birch tree in my grandparents’ front yard, and I was in the upside-down part of a cartwheel, when Mom drove up to the curb. She didn't care that her car kissed the curb backwards, on the wrong side of the street. She never cared about rules. The … Continue reading When I Was Her Daughter: A Memoir Excerpt