Recently I came face to face with my own mortality. Sort of. I stared at the two pink lines on that test with a mixture of shock, resignation and disbelief. […]

The Scarlet S of “Thanks, But no” I’ve written on the topic of changing relationships many times before in this space. The many nuanced aspects and reactions of both (eventually) […]


December 24, 2021

Caregiving at Christmas

caregiving at christmas

Deb P.

Caregiving is only in my past. Or so I thought. First, let me say that I feel for everyone that is stretched to the limit this time of year, trying […]


November 19, 2021

The Rockwell Christmas

Rockwell Christmas

Deb P.

As the season of holly-jolly is once again opening up, I am pre-dreading my usual holiday level of anxiety. Hating it, and truly wishing that this year I can finally […]

Living With Humility and Faith “Help me… sometimes it feels like the walls are caving in I’m trying to find a way to chill, can’t breathe oh Is there somebody […]

…“You need to learn to play without watching your hands,” he told me. “You need to trust the music that’s in you. When you watch your hands, you’re not making […]

“A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself, and only […]

“Art consists of limitation. The most beautiful part of every picture is the frame.” ― G.K. Chesterton On the eve of my 64th birthday, I realize I have spent the […]

“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are” e.e. cummings Like everyone who’s ever gone through a major life change…I have spent a lot of time […]

I’ve always been a porch sitter. Some of my earliest memories are of my parents sitting out on the tiny “front stoop” of our tidy little war house in Tonawanda, […]

  1. Cheryl says:

    I remember Quack the duck! He used to eat scrambled eggs in the Drangos kitchen before taking a swim in their pool. I really enjoy reading all your posts and this one was a wonderful reminder of a simpler time growing up on Poplar Hill