Happily ever after
It arrived deceptively addressed in swirls of calligraphy and sprinkled with saccharine roses: the dreaded wedding invitation. As I clung to singlehood in middle age, it served as a piercing reminder... Read more
The kidney who came to dinner
“I just had my third kidney transplant.” He revealed this fact to me on our second date, as I put a forkful of the insalata di frisee in my mouth at the... Read more
The Stone Beach: My mother’s final resting place needed to be perfect; I made sure it was
I’m the first to admit that I like a few cocktails, even one too many on occasion. That all changed the year my mother, Sally, passed away after a brief battle... Read more
How one motorcycle ride helped me come out of the closet
That motorcycle ride along the sloping, tree-lined hills of my alma mater as held tightly onto the waist of my college crush, Eric, was a dream come true. It was one of the... Read more
My mother and I were best friends. But there’s one thing we never talked about.
Little Orphan Annie killed Santa Claus when I was 7 years old. It was the same time my mother and I began to share a secret that lasted the rest of her life.... Read more