We’ve all heard that absence makes the heart grow fonder and from personal experience I can attest to this truth. I’m embarrassed to admit that I’ve succumbed to a “fatal attraction” type of thing. I’m obsessively, deeply and passionately in love. And I don’t need a therapist to tell me it’s unhealthy.
I’m more or less a common-sense type of gal; however, I plummeted over the edge with this one. Ya think it’s some guy, right? Wrong! I don’t do “fatal attraction,” but this may be just as bad. Folks, I go wacko when my smartphone isn’t within reach. (more…)
The weeks after Labor Day heralded the blues; my “beach bum” days were coming to an end. Although I walk the beach daily in all seasons, this summer I took advantage of “paradise found” and spent almost every weekend at the beach. It was truly a memorable summer. Spending quality time with old friends and meeting new friends was just the boost my spirits had needed. (more…)
Most of us have felt the sting of rejection during our lifetime and it doesn’t feel good, right? However, feeling rebuffed shouldn’t affect how happy we are. Yet sometimes it does. Our bloated egos get in the way because we take things personally.
Lately, I’ve been noticing a shift in my relationship with my sons — actually, they’re starting to get on my last nerve. They mean well, but …
Let me qualify my opening words: Greg and Jeff hold the undisputed title as the “world’s greatest sons.” Both have seen me through the most grindingly difficult challenges of my life. Although they live on the West Coast (only “time away”), we remain a close-knit family. But lately, they’ve become a tad overprotective. (more…)
Father Patrick McNamara, the ‘new priest in town’ at The Church of the Redeemer in Mattituck. (Credit: Courtesy Photo)
I remember that September day well — a day that will live in infamy (for me, at least). I had just pulled in to the parking lot of my dentist’s office when I received a call from the vicar of our church, Father Nils Blatz. He wanted to visit with me that afternoon. Surprised and curious, my first thought was for his well-being. He assured me he was fine, but still … (more…)
San Simeon by the Sound Adult Day Care recreation supervisor Renee Genova assists residents during a game of badminton in 2011. (Credit: Katharine Schroeder, file)
Even though she was calling from overseas, I could hear the incredulous tone of her voice. She was a gal pal from back then and we’d recently reconnected through Facebook.
Catching up with our lives, I told her that I’d left my job as a medical practice administrator when I moved to Jamesport. However, I continued to write and started a medical billing and consulting service. (more…)
We’re bombarded daily with disturbing news. The newspapers and TV news programs are full of stuff that sends us reeling. We’re slammed with tragic stories about missing planes, mudslides, kids being shot to death for playing loud music and other senseless killings. Home invasions and robberies are commonplace, drugs are rampant and we have a Congress that acts like babies in dirty diapers. Whew! (more…)
Driving to work, I heard a song recorded by the American rock band Imagine Dragons titled “Radioactive.” The refrain “I’m radioactive, I’m radioactive” struck a chord with me (no pun intended). Arriving at work, I felt a plethora of emotions: sadness, anger and the realization that, now that I’m widowed again, I indeed felt radioactive. (more…)