On Bookstores

Jun 11, 2017

My love affair with bookstores began in college when a group of us took a road trip to Massachusetts and we discovered Boston’s used book stores. Little stores, with floor to ceiling shelves sometimes stacked two-deep winding from room to small room. While my friends spent time in the sun on the commons, I searched the stacks for treasure. Some of the store owners offered me coffee, tea, wine, but I had no time for that. My dream of owning a bookstore-coffee shop began that day, a pipe dream

Saying Stupid Things

Mar 02, 2017

For a long time, I was afraid of saying stupid things. I wanted to be Smart,

Usefulness

Aug 20, 2016

When my daughter was young and I was working full time there were never enough hours in the day to do the things I felt I had to do, let alone what I wanted to do.  I felt guilty, pretty much all of the time:  guilty for not being home while my daughter grew and learned, guilty for going home earlier from work than I knew my employers would have liked, guilty about the Christmas cards I didn't send.  And jealous of the day care workers who my daughter seemed more attached to than me sometimes.