Summer of (Purple) Love

It was the summer of 1984, and I was eleven-years-old. I was living, as I did every summer, with my Italian Catholic grandparents in their claustrophobic, non air-conditioned apartment on the Jersey Shore; Long Branch to be exact, famous for […]

Sun through clouds

Keep hoping machine running

It’s New Year’s Eve. My husband and I are at our friends’ house with our kids and a few other friends and their kids. The adults stand in the dining room, chatting, laughing and drinking as the kids watch A […]

singer songwriter album cheerios

I’m a singer-songwriter … I think

Not too long ago, as I was cleaning Cheerios off of the living room rug with a mini-vac (as a mother of two, this activity takes up approximately 63% of my time), my husband came home from a dinner party […]