Writing – Swooning

“The David”

I was recently reflecting with a group of friends about high school. They pictured me as a girl from a tv show, “you were the one running the student government, had the lead in the show that was fundraising for some cause…and everybody knew you.” 100% no. I was pretty quiet, my bestie was theContinue reading ““The David””

Thank You Dr Ruth

Summer in Douglaston, Queens…in the 80s. We had no idea how beautiful our lives were. A day at the pool, swim team practice, maybe a diving lesson, no supervision, snack bar french fries with lots of ketchup and a “mixed drink” of every flavor of soda in the fountain, ice cream trucks, games of SpitContinue reading “Thank You Dr Ruth”

Good Morning 2024

My swooning account just came up for renewal… and I contemplated putting it to rest. Why keep it when I have not blogged, posted, written in over a year? The truth is, swooning became a chore, one more thing on my to do list. It became social pressure, people asking when my next post wouldContinue reading “Good Morning 2024”

Happy Birthday Dear Swoons!

Swooning.me is two years old today, and just like with my kids, it feels like it has always been a part of my life. It kinda was. I have always felt my feels in XXXL. The need to want to share those feels combined with our friend FB…lead to swoonie posts, which lead to peopleContinue reading “Happy Birthday Dear Swoons!”

Mom…Bringing Love

When I was little and my mom reached the breaking point she would scream, “GLADYS, call me Gladys, I do not want to hear the word Mom one more time, I will help you, but do not say Mom.” We found this hysterical and would call her Gladys repeatedly, hoping to drive her right overContinue reading “Mom…Bringing Love”

Empty

My mind is empty and my days are empty…well not really…it just feels that way compared to how full they once were. I have never understood how people without jobs said they couldn’t volunteer, or read a book, or bake a cake…because they had “no time”. That just seemed ridiculous. That was then. My mother-in-lawContinue reading “Empty”