As a young kid living in Bridgeport in that crummy tenement apartment on Huron Street, I would play house with my precious Barbie’s, and dream of having a beautiful baby girl one day. She was going to be fiercely courageous, and a fearless female warrior, who […]
My cousin Pam Bonazzo had an idyllic life with a handsome, doting husband/father and two beautiful children. That was until Pam’s infant son was diagnosed with bone cancer. Pam spent months in a children’s hospital in Boston with her son and daughter while her husband worked in another state during the week and drove to […]
I had all but given up on my unfinished novel, My Stolen Diaries, which I began writing in 1992. In early 2015, my book had 168 pages and 117,653 words, and I wasn’t even close to finishing it, so I decided to put it on hold and concentrate on creating a blog instead. In March 2015, […]
As a result of the coronavirus, the family dollhouse has become my most treasured possession. I’ve spent the past six months quarantined with my husband. And were it not for the dollhouse, I’m not sure I would have kept my sanity. It’s not the dollhouse itself that gives me comfort and stability; it’s the family […]
I recently had a weird dream that was all jumbled up, but I recall that the question shrouded me in regret and remorse: What would you do if you weren’t afraid? I jumped out of bed, grabbed my journal, and wrote it down. Then I tossed and turned, asking myself the question over and over […]
