Lisa Lucke

The last quarter of her junior year, and a pre-dawn drop off at the airport for an early Easter morning flight to her home 2000 miles away. A long, curbside hug goodbye after an extended visit home – three weeks instead of two. Tender admonitions, mid-embrace: “Take care of yourself; I love you.” “I will. I love you too.” “Take care of yourself – mind, body, and spirit.” “I will. I love you too.” “Bye-bye. I love you.” “Bye. I love you too.” An hour later, cresting the hill overlooking … [Read More...]

As my four technically grown children insist on continuing to get older - grow up as it were - I have no choice but to keep revisiting how this feels. What I have noticed recently is that the feeling won’t stay still long enough to actually put a name to it; it’s definitely not the same feeling as when any of the kids left home for the first time. Now, a full two years since the youngest two flew the coop, the feeling of being sans kiddos has shifted once again. It may be because our youngest … [Read More...]

Since the beginning of this whole COVID-19 fucked up fiasco, which I’ve renamed FUF-20, I’ve been thinking things and wondering if other people are thinking them too. For example, how many people reading this have seriously considered having a cocktail with breakfast? Or better yet, for breakfast? I’m not talking about a mimosa or a bloody beer. I’m talking gin and tonic, or a 12-year old Scotch, neat. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not yet drinking a breakfast of champions, I’m just wondering if … [Read More...]