Reflections on a Road Trip….and a Beautiful Wedding
When I told people we were driving to Chicago, they were incredulous. Why drive such a helluva long way? It was about family.
When I told people we were driving to Chicago, they were incredulous. Why drive such a helluva long way? It was about family.
Looking for something to read this summer? These were my book choices – and some commentary – from the last quarter. Some are new releases; others not so new. (You can find 1st quarter book summaries here.)
So is it possible to find common ground? Can we agree that reducing the need for abortion would benefit everyone? Fewer unwanted pregnancies, fewer abortions, fewer risks to women, as well as healthy, deeply desired children born to women able to care for them.
My new year typically starts with a nice selection of books/Christmas gifts waiting to be read. 2022 was no exception, and I collected a nice variety of styles. (You may recall that 2021 started with a common theme of life do-overs.) Amanda Gorman’s poetry signaled a perfect place to start.
When the words rage, I can only write. Yes, I rage, I protest, I vote. And I have hope.
For the final months of 2021, I read a wide assortment of books -- from non-fiction investigations to mystery thrillers to escapist fiction. Christmas brought some eagerly awaited books to start the new year, but the following wrap up the 55 books I read in 2021.
I was raised believing china dinnerware was used only for special occasions, which meant Thanksgiving and Christmas. (Crystal wasn’t an issue because Mom didn’t have any and didn’t drink.) A set of silver flatware from my Smith grandparents was also safely stored and rarely seen.
Another quarter of this crazy year is over. I managed to get in a fair amount of good reading, so enjoy my list if you're looking for a new read.
The decision was made. I had thought about it, picked a design that was meaningful to me. Then I waited. Waited to be sure. Waited for an artist reference. Waited for my friend to return. And when it happened, it happened fast. He asked “today?” and I said “okay.”
Reading the novel, The Female Persuasion by Meg Wolitzer really sent me down a path of thinking about women, work, mentors, and how we grow each other. Didn’t hurt that it flooded me with memories of my early feminism in the 70’s.