Longing for Home

Since I haven’t had a home of my own for three years, I have adapted to this nomadic lifestyle. Whether it’s in a hotel room, AirBnB, or one of my host’s homes, I can “feel at home” rather quickly. It’s been essential, really. Otherwise, I would always feel out of sorts, like I didn’t belong…

My Christmas Miracle

Last Christmas was the first after my husband left in April 2015. I was in Italy petsitting a wonderful cat named Nox. It was a nice, quiet Christmas, but it was also a lonely and sad one. A dear friend sent me a card with a little story inside about a perfect Christmas moment for me, sharing…

A Jocund Company

  Today I realized a dream that started in a British Literature course over 25 years ago. While I was waited for the professor to get to class, I paged through my Norton Anthology of English Literature for something I could digest in just a few minutes. Most of the verse was either epic length…