Since I sold my property this summer my personal mail is being sent to the main post office in Santa Cruz. I have been using a post office box for several years for my business mail–keeping a Santa Cruz mailing address is a marketing technique to enhance searchability on the …
Hang on. This is going to get complicated. Sometime last year I received an email, one of many over time, from Ancestry. I’m religious about deleting unwanted messages and my go-to for Ancestry is to move their correspondence straight to the trash unless I’m currently paying for a subscription (I …
“Enabling is fixing problems for others and doing so in a way that interferes with growth and responsibility.” Jeffrey Bernstein I am the embodiment of this definition. It’s a painful and repetitive admission, and essentially worthless unless I stop doing it. I claim to want to love without condition–and what …
After stopping at the Grand Canyon and filling up my view with the glory of that place, I continued on my way. I stopped just across the border in Needles, California where the 110 degree heat seemed just about right for the sad looking houses and tired fast food signs …
Part of the purpose of this road trip, a large part actually, is to afford time to consider the next steps. Having rocked my world by selling the family home—with no plan for where to go, no less—I find myself at crossroads. Recently my daughter and her family and I …
I moved to Southern Illinois in the summer between seventh and eighth grade. Our family had done a steady slide downstate from the time I was born in Chicago: Chicago. Clinton. Decatur. And then Carbondale. Every three years and always because my father had changed jobs. We were hostages, we …
Bristlecone pines are among the oldest living things on the earth. They actually seem to appreciate adversity and cling to the fringe of survival. Their needles can live for 40 years. I visited a very old stand of these trees in Great Basin National Park and was humbled to walk …
I drove away from my daughter’s house, feeling a bit unsettled, but with relative certainty that I had not forgotten anything essential. About 30 minutes into the drive I got a phone call from Megan. “Bye!” she said. “What?” “You told me to wait inside and you’d be right back …
I want this conversation to be honest. I’m a big fan of honesty and I’ve prided myself on “rendering to Caesar” and teaching my children the importance of being truthful and straightforward. But honesty is hard, and sometimes cruel and often hurtful to the ones we love. We have to …
Introduction to Snakeskin Journey, March 2008 My sister and I once ran away to the garage–more of a protest of inhumane conditions (my parents were not impressed) than a bona fide break-out. We’ve all run away before. And for all the times we did run, there are many more when …
