Michael and I met on August 12, 2012, then didn’t speak to each other for 15 months. Attempts were made but successes were few. We arranged (via MeetUp.com) to car pool to a hike but he canceled the night before. He then wrote (via Facebook) that we should get together otherwise. I told him to let…

“Where’d you get the flowers?” Michael asked, noting the vase on the kitchen island. “I bought them for myself.” “Aw. It’s too bad you don’t have a boyfriend who buys you flowers.” “Eh — he does a lot of other wonderful things, so I don’t mind,” I said with a smile. In the past few weeks,…

Michael stretched a measuring tape from one corner of the television to the other, then extended it a little further. “See, hon? This is what a fifty inch would look like.” “Mm-hmm,” I said without looking up from my crossword puzzle. “And this is how big a fifty-five inch would be.” Now I had to look up,…

“So what are you going to do with  your sister when she comes to visit?” Michael asked me many weeks before she was due to arrive. “Not sure,” I said. “Well, you might want to start thinking about it. You don’t want her here with nothing to do.” “What are you talking about? It’s Asheville. There’s…

“The first thing I’m going to talk about is your birth chart,” the woman said to me. We weren’t in the same room, nor even the same state. It was November, 2014, and my friend Lois had gifted me with an astrology reading–my first ever.  The astrologer, Sue Lovett, lives in Ohio, so she recorded her reading and…

Nope–I’m not walking it in 2016. But I wrote an article for BustedHalo.com for those who want to:) — I first heard about the Camino de Santiago in 1999. A walk across the Spanish countryside, on a pilgrimage trail carved by millions of footsteps over the last thousand years intrigued me, but it wasn’t the…