A cold wind whipped my face as I stood in the back of a pickup truck with my sister and five other women. Rural Guatemala blurred by, the surface of ... Read more
I went down a rabbit hole yesterday. I suspect my husband does it all the time because he’s always coming up with obscure tidbits you’d only discover if you click, ... Read more
I raised my hand and suddenly, life changed. “What the hell were you thinking?” Gary said when I got home. At a meeting, during that awkward silent moment when the ... Read more
I pasted a photo of my husband’s belly into an email and hit send. “That felt odd,” I said out loud to myself. Gary’s belly was the shape of ... Read more
“I had another chemo nap,” I told my husband recently. “I know,” he said. “We ate dinner without you.” That’s when I realized I had slept for four hours. ... Read more
I stood on the beach in Puerto Escondido, Mexico, staring at the ocean early one morning when a stranger crept up behind me, clasped his hand hard over my mouth, ... Read more
I’m in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, living the promise I made to myself on a hospital bed three years ago during breast cancer treatment — a promise to say “yes” ... Read more
Last night, I was awake at three. Still awake at four. It doesn’t happen very often, and I don’t freak out when it does. My husband’s been out of town ... Read more
“You’re name’s not on the schedule,” a lady told me, glancing up from her screen with a question mark. “But I made this appointment six months ago,” I said. “Could ... Read more
