A little over a year ago, I decided to retire from being a professional violinist. There were many reasons that went into this decision -...

My childhood with Jeanette, my grandmother and confidante.

How treatment for cancer is in a troubling state of inefficiency and miscommunication

Brachytherapy - what is it, is it effective, what are the after effects?

Last week I had a break from radiation for cancer when my husband Larry and I flew to Baltimore, Maryland. Our son Aubrey was the...

Update on cancer radiation treatment, with notes on positive living.

Cancer is not fun, and the ways of dealing with it, even less so.

A story about attention deficit and what we decided to do about it when it affected our son.

Today, my little Dove Dark Chocolate (I have one each day) candy wrapper message said “Look at you glow.” I looked in the mirror, and...

When I was an undergraduate music student, I was suddenly exposed to a wealth of compositions that, even though I came from a musical...

When I was growing up in Milwaukee, my mother insisted that my sister and I learn to make our own clothing. This was not simply to teach...

What is the biggest fear human beings consistently wrestle with? Not WWIII, earthquakes, or other mayhem

Ever wonder how music manages to bring us together? Here's a brief explanation.

Creating is not easy. It's lonely, hard work that may never be noticed by anyone. As a creator, I have to simply do the work each day.

Prosopagnosia is the inability to recognize faces. It is linked to spatial disorientation.

In December, 2009, my eighty-nine year old father had a stroke.

Money, money, money, must be funny, in a rich man’s world. Money, money, money, always sunny, in a rich man’s world. ~ ABBA It’s become...

“But I’ve bought a big bat, I’m all ready you see, Now my troubles are going to have Trouble with me!” ~ Dr. Seuss (from “I Had Trouble...

We come into this world with a specific, personal destiny. We have a job to do, a calling to enact, a self to become.

One of my earliest memories, probably when I was around four or so, is of making a crayon picture of the Easter Bunny. I was very proud...