by LeisaHammett | Jul 12, 2020 | COVID-19, Divorce, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Online Dating, Spirituality, Uncategorized
A bawdy artist friend posted on “the Facebook” about baring her untanned “excessive” belly flesh by donning in a sports bra and shorts for a stroll at the park and no longer giving an eff about the disapproving looks she received. It was the...
by LeisaHammett | Jul 5, 2020 | Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Obama/Politics, Spirituality
At the dawn of this holiday weekend, I received another of a sporadic series of videos and memes from an elder neighbor. I don’t know this spunky woman well and I assume no ill of her intent with her shares. But they are always diametrically opposed to my own...
by LeisaHammett | Jun 23, 2020 | COVID-19, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Obama/Politics, Spirituality
COVID-19 has been many things to each of the many of us. Right now, I’m working on neutrality. It’s not an easy place. It’s a Buddhist place, although I’m not a Buddhist or anything but spiritual. By neutral, I mean attempting to observe and...
by LeisaHammett | Jun 14, 2020 | Art, Autism/Disability, COVID-19, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Spirituality, Uncategorized
Happy birthday, yesterday, to my only child. My daughter. My baby—now grown up young woman. Last year you turned a quarter of a century and those closest to you gathered at a restaurant and celebrated your milestone birthday. This year, while only a year older, of...
by LeisaHammett | May 30, 2020 | COVID-19, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Obama/Politics, Spirituality, Uncategorized
Dear Peeps, You know why we’re having racial protests right smack in the middle of a pandemic, don’t you? Think hard with me here….In this sub-series in The Journey with Grace—”Grace in the Time of Corona,” I’ve been writing about...
by LeisaHammett | May 1, 2020 | Autism/Disability, COVID-19, Divorce, Grief & Loss, Midlife and Beyond, Motherhood, Nature, Spirituality, Uncategorized
It was the second time it happened. The first was in 1997, during the throes of grief and uncertainty after my 27-month-old had just been diagnosed with autism. The second time was sometime around 2006 or 2007. Sometime between relationships. I was at a redlight. Both...
