May 25, 2017 – Writer, Author, Speaker

HIbernate to Old, Please

How I wish I could hibernate for the next thirty years — no make that twenty — so I could suddenly wake up feeling old and being okay with it. Gray hair: check. Wrinkles everywhere: check. White eyelashes: check. Liver spots (ugh): check. I’m all here, but I’m calm in my old age and not fighting to be a young old person coloring my hair, wearing ingénue clothes, working at breakneck speed to keep up with a race for new technology that I cannot win. [caption id="attachment_2146" align="alignleft" width="223"] THE PATH[/caption] And there I would be, coming out into the...

Life

Messy Drawers

This is a terrifying time of year for me. In order to get ‘the holiday thing’ done, I now find myself faced with bedroom, kitchen, and office drawers that make me want to throw up. They symbolize my disorganization by distraction as I dart to the next task without closure on the last. During the year when I have a moment, I’ll madly clean out a drawer and either throw things away or whisk them to their proper place. Afterward, I am smug and smitten with my new pristine storage area, and beam every time I open the drawer to...

Life,Living

Flamenco Recital

Con El Alma Dance Recital The night before a recital. Flamenco practice done. The dancers are ready. Their hair in buns. Their feet are sore From practicing every night. Excited and happy, Their goal is to delight. Filled with elation. Full of anticipation. Feeling exhilaration. There’s never a temptation To back away. No way, no way. Attack. Stay. Dance. Sway. Sweat ‘til you’re wet. Don’t forget. Don’t forget! Smile. Grimace. Spin. Keep the beat. More heart. More heart. Feel the passion! Meet your art. The newbies in awe Watch the seasoned dancers dance. With hope, with work, We may have...

Authors and Writing,Birth,Chances,Life

ADOPTED

[caption id="attachment_479" align="alignleft" width="225"] Kathryn at 18 months[/caption] It didn’t start out to be about me, but it was. In fact, it’s not about me! But LOL, it is about me. And it’s about lots of other folks like me who were adopted without knowing who their real parents were. And still don’t. A reporter in the HARO (Help A Reporter Out) space needed a few quotes about adoption. I replied that I was willing to help her. The reporter, Chandra Evans, interviewed me and the result is in this article, which turned out to be quite a lot — more than I thought...