My mother died in 2007. For more than 10 years after her death, I was unable to make it through Mother’s Day without getting angry. “F*** you!” I yelled at my computer when emails showed up offering Mother’s Day specials for brunches I would never get to eat with her. “I can’t ‘make her day... Continue Reading →
I've usually sworn to stay away from the tyranny of the new year's resolution. This time I've been doing a lot of looking back and looking ahead over. Here's a reflection on how that turned out.
There seems little to celebrate these days, and far too few ways to do so even if you have the inclination. Besides, the only kinds of parties you can have are those that happen outdoors, at a distance, or on a video conferencing app. So I thought it might be time for a blog party.
ac·count·a·bil·i·ty: an obligation or willingness to accept responsibility or to account for one's actions Over the past five (!) months, since I have been staying home more than going out, I have developed a new appreciation for a sometimes-overlooked writing tool: accountability. The first step in achieving any goal is articulating it to yourself. The... Continue Reading →