Napping is divine, but I no longer have all the time in the world.
After all, there are those people we like and dislike, there are those people we love, and then there are those we recognize. These are the unbreakable connections.
A couple of years ago my sister Judy and I were each given a box of truffles. The tiny print said two pieces contained 310 calories and there were six pieces in each box. We were sitting on the bus he...
It ended sadly. The kind of ending where you wait together, holding hands and weeping, while off in another room, love slowly dies.
Once upon a time, when I was young, his forgetting might have rendered my memory meaningless. I no longer require so much from life.
I am trying to make sense of this. Survivor's guilt, acceptance, there were words that made me roll my eyes; surely I was too sophisticated for such cliches... So now today I look up the word acceptan...
I WAS ON A SMALL ISLAND ONCE, IN THE MIDDLE OF a great big lake, mountains all over the place, and as I watched the floating dock the wind kicked up, the waves rose from nowhere, and I imagined myself...
Forget career, forget the future, forget existential worries, just get yourselves a couple of dogs, and everything will be all right.
I used to get upset if somebody I didn't like loved a book I loved. That's MY book, I'd think.
The future was also the place where the bad stuff waited in ambush. My children were embarking on their futures in fragile vessels, and I trembled. I wanted to remove obstacles, smooth their way, I wa...
There are those people who can eat one piece of chocolate, one piece of cake, drink one glass of wine. There are even people who smoke one or two cigarettes a week. And then there are people for whom...
Sometimes I feel like I'm rescuing a drowning man, and I only have time to rise to the surface for one gasp of air before I go back down again. There is an exhilaration to it, a high born only partly...
She was tired of relationships whose greatest intimacy consisted of sitting up all night weeping while love died.
…our bodies often give us electric shocks, sometimes to the tune of dozens a day. It’s not dangerous. We are electric after all, which is hard to remember because inside we are so wet. I breathe in an...
I used to lie in a lover's arms getting a stiff neck, or needing to scratch my nose, or losing all sensation in my arm, unwilling to move lest the man find out I wasn't comfortable in his embrace...Wo...
Yesterday in his hospital room my husband asked urgently, Will you move me twenty-six thousand miles to the left?Yes, I said, not moving from my chair. After a moment he said, Thank you, adding in won...
He said maybe irony is the lens through which we see the picture in reverse
He is wearing an old overcoat from the Salvation Army in Easton, Pennsylvania. It cost five bucks ten years ago, Louise remembers. Henry is not interested so much in the bargain, he wants ghosts in hi...
It’s easy to find that five or six hours have sped by without my noticing. I am having fun. This is not my world, these are not my fears. is great storytelling, and it is not my story.
I tried not to think of this as an omen, but unwelcome thoughts enter my head all the time.
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