I’m dog-sitting this week for Cricket, a sweet, well-mannered former shelter dog who sits when you ask and comes when you call. I hang...

From my perch on the treadmill at the local rec center I watched her, alone, in the gym below me. She stood out, a young person, maybe...

Lately the knot is there, lodged in my solar plexus, the physical sensation that tells me fear has taken hold. I wake at night. Stay...

I learned of Nelson Mandela’s death yesterday on Facebook. It popped up while I was reading comments from people in response to a blog I...

The road that runs past our home has little to no shoulder and absolutely no bike lane, so to get a good walk in, Bella and I stroll...

Today when I was leaving the gym (I say that like I go to the gym every day…) in our little town in North Carolina, an elderly woman was...

Recently on Facebook, I asked: “What scares you? And I don’t mean spiders and snakes. Unless spiders and snakes keep you from being your...