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That’s Life

As I’ve arrived in middle age, I’ve come to the realization that I’m no longer much of a public speaker.

Maybe it’s because I’m in the spotlight so much in my professional life, I just don’t want to feel that way in my personal life. I just want to relax, be myself, “turn off” – and not have to perform.

Unfortunately, middle age also seems to be the time of a familial changing of the guard; a time when life seems to be thrusting me into a “performance role” more than ever. As “big life things” happen, I feel expectant eyes on me, but that old performer within – a younger, much different woman – just doesn’t want to step into the spotlight.   Continue reading

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Last Goodbye

We just left Dorothy’s funeral.


It was a good funeral – as good as a funeral can be. Trent did a fabulous job remembering his grandmother, embodying her best virtues, and leaving his family with the kind of wisdom she would have shared herself.

I know she is proud of him. The baby of the baby, become such a fine man.

Driving back to the hotel, across downtown San Antonio in the rain, Van Halen’s “Dreams” came on the radio. It’s a song I used to play for my team in high school, to get them pumped up before competition. We’d sit in a circle on the gym floor, holding hands, with our eyes closed, and envision all our dreams coming true to rockin’ 80s guitar riffs.

Trent knows that story. “We can’t be sad when DREAMS is on!” I said, blowing my nose and turning up the volume.

Actually, though, it turns out we can. And that’s okay.

We miss you, Grandma. We always will.

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That’s a new word I’ve coined to describe a plant in a state of “imminent blooming.”

Like this one:

Here it comes!

Here it comes!

This is the African Violet Trent’s grandmother gave me.

I’ve been REALLY yearning to see it bloom. She has a MILLION of these blooming all over her house (yes: one MILLION AFRICAN VIOLETS), and though it’s not the first violet I’ve received as a gift, it IS the first one I’ve successfully gotten to bloom. Or, the first one I’ve successfully graduated to “bloominent.”

There’s some good plant mojo goin’ on at 3675 these days…

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Today is my grandparents’ 60th wedding anniversary celebration.

My grandparents are pretty much the coolest grandparents on the planet. Sorry if you thought yours were!

We’re home in Detroit for their big soiree, taking a break from all the house hoopla, and tonight we’re bringing together 200 of our closest family and friends for booze, champagne, big band music, and manly Italian tears in their honor.

I’ll have more photos and stories to share once we get back, but in the meantime, here’s what 60 years of true love looks like, in 60 photos, chosen by me for the happy couple.

It’s the very essence of what it means to — as I said in my wedding vows — love a man like Lucy loves Sam.


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