The smoke is still pretty thick ’round here, although the rains have come. We’re used to the Bay Area having fog cascade over the hills like some magical potion pouring out of a steaming mug, but this daily blanket of smoke has not been the same. Our eyes have watered; we’ve coughed; our voices have…
Tag: love
A love like no other: November Days of Gratitude
The moment my daughter was born, I remember being shocked — not by her miraculous birth (because it had been a ridiculously long and difficult labor and delivery — kind of a miracle I made it through) but because I knew in that very second that I would walk in front of a moving train…
The Light We Find In Our Stories
As the days got longer this year, I found it darker than usual. It’s been a rather dark time — and in the darkness, there is an abundance of quiet — so much quiet that I haven’t been able to find the words to blog. Don’t worry — nothing in particular has been wrong —…
Thanksgiving and a Month of Gratitude: Try it!
Truth be told, Thanksgiving is maybe my favorite holiday. I know it’s based on a myth and a history that makes me cringe — but the holiday I celebrate now, a holiday that marks some time off from work, is a chance for me to center again on gratitude. November gives me a time to…
Riding on the back of a motorcycle (Write Every Day, 22)
When my husband and I first met at Starbucks over 20 years ago, he was wearing his motorcycle jacket. Heavy leather, in red and black with thick zipper-treads up the center and at the pockets, it fit him snugly. I remember thinking how cute he looked and how his blue eyes were like crystal reflections…
Happy Father’s Day from a Grateful Daughter (Write Every Day #14)
Dear Dad, This picture is one of my favorites of you and whoever that other guy is on the right. It was obviously taken long before I came into your life. Set in Greece, it’s nostalgic and artful — but what makes it special, is that it’s of you. My dad. Today is Father’s Day….
Barbara Ganias Comstock 