Slipping Through Our Fingers

We were sitting around the kitchen table in our rented condo with R’s parents and my father.  The wine was flowing, and the kids had already scattered from the table, enjoying the 72 degree breezes coming in from our open doorwall.  It was the first day of our annual sojurn to Florida for Christmas.  R [...]

Here We Go Again

“Can I talk to you?” R asked, not looking up from his computer screen. “Sure,” I said, drawing out the word to show my confusion at the request.  It was a warm Saturday afternoon in August, and I was bustling around with laundry and tidying.  The kids were watching TV downstairs in the artificial cool [...]

First Night

I lay on our bed in our new house.  The fatigue and days of sadness crept up on me in the quiet moment of solitude, the first in days, and the tears started to fall. I’d spent several days with my sister and my two boys up in Michigan as R and Melinda watched the [...]

One Last Night

I was drunk, definitely.  I could feel the woozy warmth as my friend Annette poured me another margarita fresh from her blender. “I think you made the right choice,” she said, her tone just slurred enough to tell me that she too was feeling the effect of the tequila she had liberally poured into the [...]

Like Picking Through the Trash

“Well what do you think?” asked our real estate agent, with that false sense of brightness that only people trying to showcase trash as some sort of treasure can muster. I had left the children with R’s parents at home in Ohio.  R was already working out in Connecticut, so I flew out to meet [...]

The Lesser of the Two

Zachary was in tears.  To see my fourteen year old son crying, my son who was so quiet and hardly showed any extreme emotion, was heartbreaking. “But we just were starting to get settled here.  I can’t believe you want to take me away from everything I know, again.” Z had seemed to bounce back [...]

East or West?

“Well, which is it?” I asked, frustrated, impatient, and bitter. R had spent the last month traveling to job interviews throughout the company.  He’d been to Baltimore, he’d been to a town in Connecticut, he’d been to Los Angeles.  It was so different than when he’d done the same before we’d moved here; those interviews [...]

Transfer Rumblings

I sat down on the sofa next to R.  The warm June breeze was blowing through the back window looking out onto the backyard.  I slid off my shoes, feet tired from standing for two hours at my last web design class this evening, and pulled my feet up onto the sofa in blissful rest. [...]

Purple, Blue and Green

I just couldn’t believe this was where we were going to live. We had been staying in a long term stay hotel, in a suite with two bedrooms, a living room and a kitchenette.  It was small, but functional; I was able to set up Melinda’s swing in the spacious main room.  But the forty [...]

Breathing The Same Air

I had scheduled our first ever live chat with Rick Springfield for 11pm during the first week of May, 2000.  I was insanely excited to be able to offer this opportunity for the fans to really connect live with Rick Springfield.  As I’d said when I was a teen, “breathing the same air.”  In this [...]