As a parent, I cannot imagine a deeper sorrow than losing a child. It is unfathomable that almost five months since the loss of life in Aurora, CO, our nation is mourning a mass killing spree horror again. I speak of the school shooting 30 miles north of my home, in Newtown CT, which is…
Please, don’t let this feeling end It’s everything I am Everything I want to be I can see what’s mine now Finding out what’s true Since I found you Looking through the eyes of love I did it. I finally sang for Marvin Hamlisch. He wasn’t there in person but I know he heard every…
Marvin Hamlisch was a wonderful, sweet, funny man. I knew him. I treasure my memories of him, and his contribution to my life will never be forgotten. I don’t have that many people who served as loving, appropriate, father figures. Note to any actual biological parental units checking in: that statement isn’t meant…
I belong to many tribes. My faith tradition is a tribe. My Divas-do-Lunch group is a tribe. My professional and networking groups such as NYWICI and Over40Females are tribes. Even my newly formed Luna Sisters Club (a monthly girls-night-out with neighborhood moms) is a tribe. And this past weekend, the largest tribe I have ever…
Who doesn’t love the Oscars? If you’re like me, you probably spent some time reading tweets & facebook postings before, during and after last Sunday’s Oscar telecast. My favorite tweet from the post Oscar frenzy: “And the winner is . . . Angelina Jolie’s right leg.” I laughed so hard I seriously almost peed while…
Many consider the death of an icon as significant as a natural or national disaster. At the top of my list are 9/11 and the Japanese tragedy where countless lives were reduced to rubble in a devastating earthquake. But the loss of an inspirational star’s life has its own, equally profound effect, because it hits…
Nothing is more mystifying to me than when a grown man expresses tremendous emotion over of a sports game. Yet, here I am typing this blog because tonight, my strong, creative, artistic bear of a man was in tears, literally . . . because the NY Giants just won Superbowl XLVI. I wanted to be…
Last night the Giants won the NFC Championship and from the shouts and impromptu dance moves, you would think my honey just watched the birth of his first born, or had front row seats for the Stones at Madison Square Garden. Yes, we celebrate joys and miracles in our own ways and though I am…
Each Wednesday you can find a new post from a fresh, different, and pretty out there blog series about what is sexy, spiritual, or spiritually sexy. Last week’s post kicked off the new series and this week’s is available here. As always, I invite you to leave a comment here, there and anywhere you wish….
After revisiting last week’s blog post, I decided I had been reading too much Chelsea Handler. Of course I can justify the selection because it’s legitimate research for my still in-progress serio-comedic memoir. But when my blogging tone gets snarky and stays there just a tad too long, I know I’ve had my fill…