Essays Category
Lizzie’s Saucy Applesauce Cake
Posted on September 22, 2020 1 Comment
Letter to My Mother Dear mother, This letter has taken a very long time to get to. It has been forty years since we all sat around the kitchen table together, wishing for your dreams to burst through the next CT scans. That was 1980, my senior year in high school. It is only […]
Remembering the 19th Anniversary of 9/11 in 2020
Posted on September 11, 2020 2 Comments
How a Pandemic points the lens on what strengthens us: Hope None of us need anniversaries to remind us of what we cannot forget; nor bumper stickers, marathons, murals or museums. What’s on everyone’s mind every September, particularly in America, is the modern-age tragedy known as 9/11. Recently I’ve received numerous social media shares and […]
Once, Not to the Lake
Posted on August 27, 2020 7 Comments
August 21st to 28th, 1999, commenced our first year on Great Pond, at Bear Spring Camps. We were the
Newbies,” joining multiple generations of families returing to the lake of thirty cottages, unwitting that we had begun the trip of our lifetime.
TREASURES
Posted on August 16, 2020 2 Comments
There was a game David played with his sons. They’d climb into our morning bed while he pretended to sleep. On the right side of the bed, concealed within the spread, he’d lie and wait. He’d quiet his breath, and the game began. His sons would do their best to avoid capture while attempting to […]
RELICS
Posted on June 3, 2020 Leave a Comment
Three weeks ago, The boys and I cleared out most of our origin home in Long Island. It’s amazing howmuch stuff we have.
THIS IS RESILIENCE
Posted on March 19, 2020 Leave a Comment
I’ve got this quarantine and social distancing thing down. During the course of half a century, I have developed the abiity to adapt to major life disruption. How do I maintain a positive outlook in the face of tragedy with dignity? Visit http://www.worldtradewidow.com to read my response to the current pandemic.
CHALLENGE: OCTOBER 3, 2001
Posted on March 8, 2020 Leave a Comment
October 3rd, 2001, begins with no fewer challenges than the three Wednesdays that preceed it. After I shower, dress and sit at the Gateway on my roll-top desk, I type a letter to a few political figures. In three tidy paragraphs, I describe our story and express my concerns for how our family, and the hundreds of families in the surrounding communities, will move through the tragedy of 9/11…
ENOUGH
Posted on January 1, 2020 Leave a Comment
I lay my fear to rest in 2019. Fear of the future. Fear of choice. Fear of my tongue. Fear of time. Fear of judgement. Fear of security. Fear of not doing enough, having enough, being enough. My hyper-vigilant companion of eighteen years, an aroused emotion that poured into the dark void that once contained […]
FROM THIS DAY FORWARD
Posted on September 1, 2019 Leave a Comment
In the gather, the organizing, the binding, I am knowing you, again. As the rings are thread through the die-cut hollow along the margins of each page, your story is bound with mine. Read more at http://www.worldtradewidow.com
Owning My Story
Posted on April 18, 2019 Leave a Comment
It’s been fifteen years since that halcyon afternoon on the Caribbean Sea when we smiled and promised eduring love to one another. That we would grow together into the second century of our lives was never in doubt. Was it?
