13/13 Memories and Moving forward

So today is the 13th anniversary of my husband’s death. We were married 13 years, bringing an odd symmetry. It was 13 years of medical nightmares, constant stress (will this phone call be the one?), glorious travel & lavish entertaining with a group of widely diverse friends. Dealing with his alcoholism & rage. Huge professional […]... Read More

The Marvel Let Down

I am a violence wuss. I freely acknowledge this. I don’t find violence on the screen entertaining. This stems from my college days when, as a history major, I learned about wars and the futility of wars. One spring I saw Gallipoli, Breaker Morant and Apocalypse Now. In one weekend.  That summer, I took a […]... Read More