- A grouchy old woman
I go to visit Rose at her assisted-living facility once a week. She is 98, …
- What’s dying?
What’s dying? An expired passion? Neglected dream? A situation that no longer serves you? If …
- A letter to 10-year-old me
Dear little girl with the wild red hair and mad eyes. Buck up kiddo. Here …
- Swimming with crocodiles
Machito, a local fisherman, met me at the little thatch-roofed visitors hut in San Crisanto …
- Hot hot hot!
My themostat is completely on the fritz. I honestly have no idea any more if …
