The Good, Scary, Safe Halloween

  I live in a Destination Trick-or-Treat Zone, the kind of neighborhood where ghouls, tiny Elsas and teens with bloody masks and plastic bags come by the hundreds. They come by church bus, by caravans of cars or by foot, like the good old days. My neighborhood In Pasadena, California has sidewalks, streetlights, and a tree canopy that gives off perfect shadows. The houses are just far enough away from each other that the candy don’t come easy. It’s Halloween the way it should be– spooky and safe.   For the most part, our neighborhood steps up to the challenges, with … Read more…

Lessons Learned in the Empty Nest

We dropped our youngest son off at college this week and our nest is officially empty. I’m proud to say that I wasn’t a blubbering mess at good-bye time. Misty-eyed, yes, but able to croak out the words I’d been advised to say by the wise women of the Satellite Sisterhood: You got this. I love you. Have fun.  Then my husband and I got in our rental car and we started what– A Second Honeymoon? The Next Phase? The Third Third? Okay, definitely not The Third Third because that’s kind of a downer, like a slow grind to the afterlife. And writer Ann … Read more…