We are all blessed, just unevenly
Dancing at Newport Jazz and thinking about the place music holds in our lives.
Letters from Catherine
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You're entitled to feel it all
A quiet kitchen, summer fatigue, and permission to feel what you feel.
Angels come in the strangest packages
A failing Tesla and a mailman named Dennis make for an unexpected encounter.
Healing can be a place
A bag packed for a change of scene, and a reflection on the places we turn for rest.
Why I Ate Room-Temperature Vegetables Through the Heat Wave
A Fourth of July farm visit and a table of simply dressed, room-temperature vegetables.
The impossible art of letting go
The same message keeps surfacing: something needs to change, and letting go is hard.
My daughter turns 21 today
Ava’s twenty-first birthday, a bakery visit, and a little brightness and joy.
Galettes, French 75s, and a houseful of love
Grown children return home for a Father’s Day weekend of food, games, and company.
The dangerous neighborhood of my head
The mind’s familiar roads, a grounding practice, and a grain worth getting to know.
A room of one's own (finally, at 51)
A memory of Morocco and Virginia Woolf’s enduring invitation to make room for oneself.
Some things cannot be ChatGPT'd
A remarkably convincing virtual assistant raises questions about what feels real.
Everyone Is Talking About Hormones. Nobody Is Talking About Your Bones.
Catherine’s experience of a bone-density scan opens a conversation about midlife bone health.
A letter from Catherine
A little room for yourself.
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