Baltimore is a fantastic new focus for my writing! I’m honored and blessed to have the opportunity to write for Baltimore Style–and I was surprised and humbled that my first two stories of 2021 became cover stories. Continue reading Hello Baltimore
I’m starting this week backwards.
Let me explain… Today is World Press Freedom Day. And I have to take the opportunity to share some news. Continue reading Awards, Rewards
On a day when I was losing all faith in humanity, an orange sign restored it—at least a little bit. Continue reading Deer Crossing: How a Handmade Sign Helped Me Survive 2020
I set out to run 50 races for 50 causes while I was 50. Little did I know, a worldwide pandemic would intervene.
And so, running became a way for me to process the events of the past year. Continue reading Inspired Miles: Reflections
It’s not all “bad news.”
Amid the pandemic, I’m encouraged by glimmers of hope, innovative solutions, generous giving, thoughtful acts of kindness. They’re there. And I’m so very fortunate to have uncovered quite a few in my recent freelance assignments. Continue reading How is the Pandemic Affecting Pennsylvania?
You know what they say about the best-laid plans.
And this year, 2020, is having a field day with those so-called best-laid plans. Continue reading In the Midst of a Challenge: Inspired Miles
People have been sending me “Karen” memes for months. I wasn’t sure I had anything to add to the discussion until now. Continue reading This Karen Has Something to Say
Sunday brunch is much more than a meal—it’s a state of mind, a respite, a soul-quenching experience that powers us through the rest of our week. And it supports local small businesses, many of them highlighted in this piece. Continue reading An Ode to Sunday Brunch
In the midst of today’s COVID-19 pandemic, record unemployment figures, and economic uncertainties, are there comparisons to the Depression era? Continue reading Depression Reflections
After six or seven weeks in quarantine-land, I feel like I’m “on the brink.”
Some days it feels like I’m standing on the edge of a proverbial cliff, taking in the scenery of our new normal, and feeling pretty positive—counting my blessings, and processing it all with my feet firmly planted on solid footing. Other days, not so much. I could easily slide over the edge of that cliff, dragging my cabin with me—from the worst case of cabin fever ever. Continue reading On the Brink