No matter how old I get, there are some days I will never forget. The events are so etched in my memory, I can instantly be brought back to the exact feelings I experienced. My wedding and the births of my three children are days that fill me with pure joy whenever I think of them. Then there are the days that are just unimaginable, such as September 11, 2001. The panic … [Read more...]
I Took My 70-Year-Old Mother to a Sex Shop and Lived to Tell About it
“So who has had sex today?” the pretty -- and a little-too-perky for 10:00 am -- tour guide asks. “And sex with yourself doesn’t count.” It was dawning on me that perhaps a “Sex and the City” bus tour of NYC wasn’t such a great idea for a bonding experience with my 70-year-old mother. A few weeks earlier, I was given the opportunity to review a company that provided … [Read more...]
Getting Lost and the Joy of Finding Yourself
There are few things I hate more than being lost. Intense panic sets in when I'm somewhere unfamiliar, and it’s so distasteful I will avoid it at all costs. I was born with the worst sense of direction in all of human history. I can get lost getting out of a paper bag. Which was why, as I was sliding down a hill, my rear end feeling every pine cone and small pebble, I had to … [Read more...]
Dear Kathy: A Letter to My 20-Year-Old Self
It seems like just yesterday that I was a 20-year-old acting student hanging out in Greenwich Village, drinking black coffee, and going to midnight showings of foreign films that I pretended to like and understand because the guy I loved liked them. Back then, I wouldn’t have dreamt of telling someone I loved, or in fact, even someone I hated, what I really thought about … [Read more...]
The No-Fail Strategy for Dealing With Writer’s Block
For the last six years, I’ve kept a promise to myself to write something, anything and publish it on my blog each week. Finding my love of writing has opened up a world of creativity for this middle-aged, stay-at-home mom of three. I truly love it. Yet every so often I find myself staring at a blank computer screen, wondering what I’m going to write about. I might panic for a … [Read more...]
