“She looks like the Dutch Boy. Do something.” Three sisters surrounded the fourth. I began fluffing my sister Fran’s hair with a brush in one hand and freezing the look with the hairspray held in the other. I was 16, she 28. I hadn’t the faintest …
Tag: nonfiction
The Jetties Aren’t Made For Yoga
The jetties are not made for yoga. Gargantuan boulders, some the size of a small car, stacked one on top of the other in impossible configurations. Rocks so large you know the stack won’t tumble, but with every step you still feel like there’s a chance. …
The Day I Forgot I Was Sick
It was the kind of warm evening you look forward to after such a long winter. Days of rain left the air sticky enough to remind you summer was right around the corner, but cool enough to let you know it’s still spring. It felt nice. …
Let’s Have A Chat About Dr. Sunshine
As I write this, I must tell you, a more beautiful day could not be had. The sun is shining from one of the bluest skies I’ve ever witnessed. The temperature, a pleasant 75°F. There’s a slight breeze that blows my hair in ticklish wisps across …
I Hate To Be The Bearer Of Bad News
One day, in the beginning of this whole mess, I was lying in my bed anxiously awaiting a call from my oncologist. It’s a funny thing when you’re awaiting biopsy results. You want them, but you also kind of don’t. The phone finally rang. I was …
An Ode To A Broken Body
We had a snow, a respectable snow even by non-Floridian standards, and it was magical. Snow is beautiful, beyond its stunning visual display, it sounds divine. The noise it makes is almost imperceptible. The gentle patter of microscopic crystals stacking one on top of the other …
The 10 Things I Won’t Be Doing In 2018
I bought a label maker once and it changed my entire life. I labeled homeschool supplies and shelves and cabinets and notebooks. I even used it to develop an entire system to keep all my plastic containers sorted by size and use. Then I ran out …
