Category Archives: My Stories

The day I became MomGyver

One day last October in the Nashville Airport, I became MomGyver. Yes, I had a little help from Mr. Dyson, but he was merely a cog in my machine. Near the end of a three-hour layover on our way to … Continue reading

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A new kind of worry

I have two very good friends whose marriages are what I would call “in crisis”. Both have kids. Both are unsure if they will stay married. As a woman in my 40s, I am experiencing a whole new kind of … Continue reading

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F***-it list

Today a friend posted on Facebook that he hated the term “bucket list” and wished people would stop using it. I replied that I had a “f***-it list” and that it was full of things I will never do. I … Continue reading

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Hosta love

In California, I grew roses. Not just any roses, but roses I picked out by name. They all had meaning to me: Peace (for obvious reasons), Lucille Ball (I LOVE her), Abraham Lincoln (my stepdad shared his birthday), Sterling Silver … Continue reading

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It’s a mad, mad Cohen house… just briefly

Yesterday morning Cris got mad at me, which he almost never does. But it was only after he thought I got mad at him, which I almost never do, and didn’t do in this case. I was mad, though, but … Continue reading

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Just when…

… you think your situation stinks, you hear about someone else’s that’s a hundred times worse. Like Thanksgiving 2004. It just sucked. I won’t bore you with the details, but it was not a good weekend. And then I found … Continue reading

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I love my neighborhood

When we moved to North Carolina three years ago, we hoped to move into a neighborhood where families gathered and kids played. And it turns out, we did. It took a little while to get going because there were several … Continue reading

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