We fell in love when our bodies were still whole, long before children, long before the map of our lives was etched with medical detours. Now Uli and I step off the boat and onto Monhegan Island, just as we arrived from Boston in 1994 for our honeymoon, elated from our wedding.
Writing is not a race. So why was I running?
A new doll for Breast Cancer survivors!
What would Johann have done?
Daily stories of 50 words or less
Is it a gift or Gift?
The journey an autumn leaf takes -from its dance to the earth to the new circle of life as a condolence card.
Not many families would hike through the wild woods of Estonia, clouded in humidity and mosquitos to observe brown bears at the height of summer in August. But mine did.
As a teenager I thought my strict Portuguese parents’ aim was to make me look as ugly as possible. But their ultimate goal was getting me to the altar, still a virgin.
They failed miserably.
As we approach the end of the pandemic, we may need some tips on how to reenter the in-person world. Here is some advice.