Category: Loss

  • Late Summer Collection

    One of the things that I treasure about blogging is that it’s simple enough to do–even when the kids are home–as evidenced by these posting highlights harvested from each of my blogs this summer.  I hope you  find a title or two that intrigues you. As always, your voice is most welcome.  Read a post,…

  • Young at Heart (Never Grow Up!)

    I remember the exact moment that I became a grownup.  It was on a playground in a suburb outside Philadelphia, and I was only twenty-one years old.   A six-year old, named Danny Goldstein, was to blame. I’d spent the better part of my youth avoiding “growing up” because I knew that I didn’t want any…