Photo by: Larry Ferguson The first text arrived at 3:16 on Saturday afternoon. “Explosion at M’s today. It’s on fire.” Despite my usual disdain for 24 hour news, I obsessively checked all available sources around the clock for details in every update on the destruction.             All the building glass blown out.             Flames shooting…

Two weeks before the new year:  Everything is dusty.  Everything.  Even my paperclips.  There is a constant clamoring of hammers, drills, and ladders scraping across the floors in the office.  My office belongings are packed up in boxes all around me.  My email has been disastrously down for an entire week right before Christmas when…

I felt silly thinking twice about what to wear to dinner at the home of my former husband. It has been over thirty years since the holiday season when Benjamin was our newborn baby. This year, Ben was on break from grad school at NYU and throwing a dinner party at his father’s. I was…

If you woke up this morning bursting with enthusiasm about the year ahead and joyously recounting last night’s midnight champagne toast, congratulations. If you woke up this morning alone in your bed with the remote your only companion and potato chip crumbs pressed between your face and the pillow, congratulations. You see how you do…

I once denied that I was ambitious. It sounded so mean. Like I would do anything to get what I wanted. Truth be told, I am ambitious. I love accomplishment. While some groan when the new year talk turns to goals, I light up. Give me a great idea and I’ll turn it into a…

  I love new beginnings.  I delight in shaking the Etch-A-Sketch clear and starting over.  I appreciate every month flipping the calendar to a fresh start.  I enjoy crawling into bed when freshly laundered sheets await.  I particularly enjoy the start of a new year when I spend days preparing pages of goals for the…