It was a 160-gig, white, hand-me-down iPod classic, by today’s standards a brick, cumbersome and heavy. To me, it was five ounces of pure pl

I was fifty-six years old for Chrissakes. I was supposed to know what I wanted to be when I grew up. Hell, I was supposed to have grown...

Emily Gillespie-Lord recollects March 4th, 2010.

God’s truth, I can’t remember where I was on March 4th ten years ago. If I ever had photographs, I've lost them...

There are a lot of things I could have written about February 26th, 2010. Because I am an avid journaler, I documented what happened that da

Move like a ghost; talk like a Brit; scream like a banshee...

Yesterday was my mother’s birthday and this year, we’re friends...

During the winter season of 2010, I painted and installed fences with constant splinters lodged into my girly hands. “I'm sorry I'm not...

The familiar combination of chlorine and mildew at the Foster Natatorium, which usually calmed me, did just the opposite on this Friday afte

This would be just over a year since my husband’s sudden death – sudden, though he had been ill on and off for nine years ...