Oct 25, 2019 | A Day In My Life
Ouch. It’s a small nick, but that’s what I get for not paying attention and letting my mind wander. Working with sharp objects—glass and knives, even X-acto knives—needs attention and this morning my mind was on the body of my neighbor. After my husband, Winston, was...
Aug 19, 2017 | A Day In My Life
The day my dad’s caregiver called and told me my dad couldn’t remember how to button his shirt was the day I had to make one of the hardest decisions. He’d developed Alzheimer’s gradually and over the past three years had been able to live in his home with a...
Aug 22, 2015 | A Day In My Life
When my boss asked me to write this, I was a little nervous. Was she asking me what I do all day? Going to use this to determine my job description? I decided she was interested in gathering some ammunition to take to the publishers, Calvin and Max, to wangle more...
Nov 18, 2013 | A Day In My Life
My name is Amelia Louise Ivery Hobbes. The Amelia was from my mother; she wanted me to have the spirit of Amelia Earhart. What I got was a hopelessly old-fashioned “Amelia Louise” with a last name that was always spelled Ivory on the first try. I settled on Amy Ivery...
