A tribute to The Boomer Women — I am near the very tail end of The Baby Boomers. Born in 1959, I was in fourth grade when the real heroes of my generation were getting stoned and making love at Woodstock. Needless to say, no one let me out of class to get high and rock out. …

It’s Thursday. I’ve been assigned to OR 3 with one of my favorite scrub techs. It will be a tough day and I’m relieved to have her. Thursday in my OR is the day our OB/GYN service has block time to schedule D&Es. To the non-medical personnel out there —…

Finding peace in the chaos — So many Humans are afraid. The world seems to be literally on fire. Climate change, war, pandemic, death — we can easily recognize The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse. And yet, in the entire history of the planet — Life has always walked with famine, pestilence, war, and death. Why…

The Pirate/Owl & The Witch/Wolf Series — I didn’t begin this story as a series, however, The Pirate/Owl and The Witch/Wolf keep making appearances around here with things to share. Here is their continuing story — all in one place. More or less in some kind of cosmic order — not in the order I wrote it…

It’s always about attitude — A little while ago, I wrote a piece that was inspired by a gift from my younger daughter. The gift — a flip book of positive quotes by various Humans — has been one of the best gifts I ever received. The title of this piece is today’s quote. And…

Brought to you by COVID — COVID arrived at our doorstep over three years ago. But I’m still discovering All. The. Ways. it changed the way I view illness. In days gone by, when I got sick — I would simply soldier on. As long as I had the strength to get myself out of bed…

The echo of my life. — Many Humans I love have transitioned to The Next Thing. It’s been over 50 years since my mother died. I lost one of my oldest friends to COVID in December of 2020. Memories, sometimes vague and misty, swirl around the vacuum they left behind. Late at night, I ponder what…

Dealing with the storms — It is my firm belief that no Human is exempt from life’s storms. Oh sure, we can, and often do, regard the rich and famous as somehow having charmed lives. If only we had their looks, their talent, their money — life for us would be a chipshot. But just…

Living with loss — The Witch found herself alone. Solitude was her happy place, so she understood there was magic to be found there. In her life, she had let two men get close to her but now they were both gone. The Irishman had died in the plague a few years ago. He…