My son recently broke up with his longtime girlfriend. I have been talking to him endlessly to help him through the process of healing from the hurt. In doing so, I have realized that it is much more difficult for the kids of today to break that connection and begin to move forward.    

This year Earth Day passed without a Gotham Green Awards® advancing it.

Who says you can’t come home again? Whomever it is will get a vigorous argument from me.  I’m home.  Put me in Coach I’m ready to play!

How often do you wish you could be in two places at the same time? Last weekend, we were supposed to be in Washington for an Crafts Fair and in New York City for the Annual Gathering of Holocaust Remembrance. We had a tradition of attending both; however, this year both fell on the same weekend. We stayed in New York and attended the Annual Gathering. We lit a candle with Mom.

This is a blog of few words because I can’t find the words. Pittsburgh, New Zealand, Poway. And that’s the short list.

  As some of you may know, my daughter had been in the hospital for several weeks. She’s a soccer goalkeeper and broke her femur while playing (yes, she made the save). Her injury entailed extensive surgery plus numerous weeks of rehabilitation.    

Just concluded a week of exploration. Sort of. Marisa and Shelly explored Paris. The dad and husband visited mom in Florida. So while my daughter and wife took in The Louvre, The Musée d’Orsay, Eifel Tower and Versailles and its adjoining villas and getaway spots, between various appointments for mom, I found some time to explore where friends made their home away from home.