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This is Between Business Cards
I’m navigating life—one foot stuck in the mud, the other trying to pull free. Like you, I’ve held a lot of roles: sibling, employee, spouse, healthy person and one facing illness. Some of those titles even made it onto my business cards. But life has a way of editing our identities—whether we’re ready or not. Over time, my roles changed. I was divorced. My parents passed. I experienced painful estrangements and major illness. And through it all—showing up, struggling, transitioning—I found unexpected lifelines: family, friends, books, projects and small, quiet gestures that kept me afloat. This isn’t a self-help blog. It’s more of a help-yourself-while-I-stumble-through blog. It’s about the collective…
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Tender Was the Night
I don’t believe in ghosts, but I frequently feel haunted. During our visit to the Minneapolis Institute of Art in fall of 2025, my husband Richard and I were both intrigued by their “Gatsby at 100” exhibition. And I couldn’t shake off thoughts of Zelda Fitzgerald. So, after returning from traveling through Michigan, Wisconsin, and Minnesota, we decided to have one more adventure before life rolled in and knocked us off our feet. It had been doing that a lot lately. We drove from the shores of Tybee Island to the mountains of Asheville, North Carolina. Moving past century-old live oaks bedecked in Spanish moss tendrils, the landscape changed to…
