From Safe Keeping To Self-Compassion: The Journey of My Engagement Ring

For many years, my diamond engagement ring sat in my safe deposit box. An exquisite Marquise cut, the ring was put away for “safekeeping” after I became a widow, when, in fact, I didn’t want to look at it anymore. It felt too painful. I remember the brilliantly sunny October day John and I traveledContinue reading “From Safe Keeping To Self-Compassion: The Journey of My Engagement Ring”

A Wintry Mix of Memoir and Vulnerability

I have taught memoir for fifteen years, and my takeaway is always this: There is a great curiosity about where our words might lead us, coupled with the desire to learn the craft of writing.