A humorous reflection on modern prices, sticker shock, and the moment you realize two small ice cream sundaes somehow became a financial event. I have officially reached the stage of life where restaurant prices personally offend me. Not mildly surprise me. Not disappoint me. Offend me. I just celebrated my seventy-first birthday, which happened to…
A Mother’s Day reflection about love, expectations, distance, regret, and the painful realization that motherhood changes as children grow older and build lives of their own. Mother’s Day always makes me reflective. This morning I woke up thinking about my mother and the complicated relationship we had. I never doubted that she loved me, but…
Tipping makes more sense when you’ve lived it. This is about what that work is really like, what we expect today, and what might change next. I’ve always thought there are a few jobs everyone should have to do at least once, and waiting tables is at the top of that list. I started my…
Some things get twisted beyond recognition. “86” is one of them. It’s simple. It always has been. Every time I think things can’t get any weirder, they do. Like Donald Trump claiming that “8647” was some kind of threat against him. It’s a perfect example of how something simple gets twisted into something it was…
Suicide leaves behind more than grief. It leaves questions, silence, and a deep need to understand something we often can’t see. This piece reflects on the importance of compassion over judgment—and the quiet truth that we never fully know what someone else is carrying. Death is hard. There’s no way around it. But death by…
There’s a quiet belief I carry. If everything is in order, maybe the worst won’t happen. It may not make sense, but it feels real. I have this superstition I don’t talk about much, mostly because I know it doesn’t make complete sense. But it’s there, and if I’m being honest, it probably shapes more…
