Re-imagined Stories

My husband, son and I sat at our table on the patio overlooking Piazza Navona. It was alive with life and history—people walking and talking, magicians performing to passing crowds, wine and good food. However, I couldn’t help but notice out of the corner of my eye the gentleman sitting at the table next to…

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Dad’s 1st Un-Birthday

My dad died last May and every time there is a holiday or significant date it exacerbates, fuels or reawakens the grief and sense of loss. So far we’ve had my parents’ first wedding anniversary last June, the first Thanksgiving, the first new year… And now we have his first birthday since dying, coming up…

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#GetGrandmaontheFacebook

Thinking about finally convincing my mom to go on a computer feels like Scarlett Johansson from Her, where (ohhh…Google Search Break, let me look up the name of the guy who played the main character…I’m back…it’s Joaquim Phoenix…) But, and you heard it here first…the first Google result for “star of Her” was an announcement…

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Perspective

Some days when it’s time to write I feel like Andy McDowell in “Sex, Lies and Videotape” when she’s talking to her therapist about how sad and paralyzed she gets by reading the paper and seeing the children getting hurt on the news. That’s what it feels like waking up to the horrors of what’s happening…

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