I declared a writing retreat for myself this weekend. A conspiracy of seemingly unrelated events was to leave me home alone from Saturday morning to Sunday evening and I had little choice but to make good on my blah blah blah for why my writing over the past few...
I know the theme for this first segment of “The Keeping Room” is beginnings. But honestly, I don’t know how to talk about beginnings, at my age, without talking about endings; new makes me think about used and young makes me think about old. Beginnings don’t happen...
Writing this blog was hard. I didn’t really have time, because I’m on a Midwest college tour with my sixteen-year-old daughter. We drove 12 hours from Georgia to Michigan. We spent four days in Michigan touring The University of Michigan and visiting family....
It’s that time of year, when goings happen. There are so many graduations with young people moving onto the next chapter of their lives. Several friends are moving—Dulcie just moved into a new house, my best friend, Janene, is moving from Tennessee to Texas, and...
I seem to be in a very emotional way as of late. An old man riding off in the passenger seat of his daughter’s car, baby ducks tumbling down the grassy slope into the pond, a Mother’s Day card from two years ago, the ache in my back – all of these things cause an...
On a recent trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan, I saw this sculpture and was taken aback by the sense of anguish. It mirrored the strain I sometimes feel when dealing with my responsibilities. Sometimes burden is so heavy that I actually feel...
Beginnings This spring, I bought a new house and I’m still in the process of moving in. The house comes with much light, and a lot of big ideas about how to reinvent itself into a home for two women coming together in the later years of their life. The three of us...
I recently met a friend for lunch. Six months ago, my husband and I were talking to our waitress about relocating to Atlanta from Chicago when she introduced herself as a fellow Chicagoan. The three of us enjoyed talking to each other so much that she called her...
