There are moments in life, especially as we move into middle age, that are bright lines between what was and what will be. My journey to my mother’s small Minnesota hometown, alone, to settle her sister’s affairs was one of those bright line experiences for me. My aunt Lucy was born and died in the… Continue reading A Legacy in Bloom
Dear Anne, So apparently the Jussie Smollet story was all a hoax. Really? It all seemed so credible. (Insert eye roll here.) He claimed he was attacked by two black Trump supporters in Chicago. Considering that fewer than two percent of African Americans in the city voted for Trump, the odds of Smollett running into… Continue reading A Prayer for Jussie
Dear Anne, Have you deleted your Facebook account yet? Last week, with the twin debacles of Covington Catholic and the New York State abortion law, the worst of social media was on display and I was just done with it. Between the rush to judgment, then everyone fighting about the rush to judgement, then seeing… Continue reading Goodbye, Facebook, I’ll Miss You. (Okay, I’m Back, but With Three Conditions.)
Dear Anne, Dabo Swinney is my spirit animal for 2019. It’s not just that he coached his Clemson Tigers to another national championship Monday night, or even that he reduced Alabama’s dark lord Nick Saban to a houndstooth-patterned poster boy for the overhyped. It’s that he did it with such infectious joy and a constant… Continue reading Don’t be a Nick–Be Like Dabo!
Dear Anne, I used to think my neighbors were crazy. Each year they would put up their Christmas tree and decorate it on Christmas Eve after their kids (all nine of them!) went to bed. They waited until the 24th for carols and Christmas cookies. I thought they were gluttons for punishment (with nine kids,… Continue reading It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like–Advent?
Dear Anne, On Saturday, I found myself in heaven on earth, surrounded by thousands of wagging tails and wet noses; a heaven I can visit every year, right before Thanksgiving. While The National Dog Show is broadcast on Thanksgiving Day, it actually takes place the weekend before, just outside of Philadelphia. Do you think I’d miss… Continue reading Everything I Need to Know About Thanksgiving I Learned at the Dog Show
Dear Anne, “Rita couldn’t have the surgery. It’s spread to her lymph nodes.” I was at church for our annual Mass of Remembrance—a lovely Mass for all those who died in the past year, with individual candles for each of the deceased. Ironically, I was there to light the candle for my friend Claire (her… Continue reading Don’t You Forget About Me