Ordinary Life, Extraordinary Living
Life Lessons
A Marriage Made in Chinatown
This is fifth in a series of posts about being in hedgehog mode, as I write a book about my ancestors. In this post, I provide a glimpse of what I've been working on for the last year, including writing about my mother's immigration journey in 1947....
Felt Like I Fell Way Down
This is fourth in a series of posts about being in hedgehog mode(opens in new tab), as I write a book about my ancestors. In this post, I provide a glimpse of what I've been working on for the last...
Gifts from Being in Hedgehog Mode
This is third in a series of posts about being in hedgehog mode, as I write a book about my ancestors. In my second post, I wrote about the biggest delight so far. In this post, I continue with unexpected gifts of the journey...
I Didn’t Expect This
In my last post, I wrote about being in hedgehog mode. Fully immersed in writing a book about my ancestors, some of whom I never met and some I knew for decades, the process keeps surprising me. There are the...
I’m in Hedgehog Mode
I've been writing a book about my ancestors. This week, I updated my writing coach: I'm not sure if I'm on track to finish a first draft by the end of the year. It almost doesn't matter, as the parts...
Part 3: Our Great and Terrible World
The Universe gives me exactly what I need, when I need it, and no sooner. I love that saying (which I made up many years ago) because it rings so true. Sort of my version of the "teacher appears when...
Part 2: Our Great and Terrible World
There are days when I dread finding out what's happening in the world. When the news of the day can feel so despairing, I try to remember this: Most people want to be a force for good. Achieving this can be difficult,...
Our Great and Terrible World
I try to take a long walk most days, even when the weather is inhospitable. As it was this week in Iowa, with windchill below zero. Sometimes on my walk, I observe what there is to see--a fruit tree which...
When Your Heart is Breaking…
Last month, I found out that a friend who lives in another state had been battling cancer for a year, and was in hospice. Two days ago, Robin died, leaving behind a devoted husband and a millennial daughter. Grief is...