Sharon J. Anderson
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Sisters Showing Up
“We are each other’s reference point at our turning points.” This quote from Elizabeth Fishel’s book, Sisters: Shared Histories, Lifelong Ties — a compilation of more than 150 interviews and questionnaires with more than 150 women — describes what my… Continue reading
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Spit and Spitfire
Hell hath no fury like a woman outwitted by technology. You heard me — nothing saps a woman’s creativity more than inexplicable technical glitches for which there is no logical pattern. No rhyme. No reason. Do not pass go. Do… Continue reading
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Test Post
Troubleshooting troubleshooting Continue reading
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Ignite Laughter 7/13/18
Here’s your weekend laugh from Spark and Spitfire! I have an extensive cartoon collection, organized alphabetically by subject. I plan to post one every Friday as my way of igniting the healing power of laughter. Continue reading
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Showing Up — Part Two
My mother died the way she lived — stubbornly and privately. Two weeks earlier she had suffered a catastrophic stroke with no hope for recovery. She had signed an advance directive not to start or continue life-sustaining procedures and was… Continue reading
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Showing Up — Part One
“I’m sad that it took the death of my dad to re-connect us.” Three weeks ago on a late Thursday afternoon, I received an email from a former client from whom I hadn’t heard in nearly 13 years. “Hi Sharon… Continue reading
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The War Over There
The word, “VIETNAM” on his baseball cap was the first thing I noticed about him eight months ago. Still, I was only interested in the names of his two corgis. Their names are Lucy (right, in above photo) and Bernie,… Continue reading
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Rx Vexation
Drug prescription mix-ups can be a hard pill to swallow. (And yes, so can bad puns). About a month ago, my psychiatrist called in a refill for my anti-depressants. Unfortunately, he called in the wrong amount and the wrong dosage.… Continue reading
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Without Donald Hall
Donald Hall, one of my favorite poets and the husband of another of my favorite poets — Jane Kenyon — died this past Saturday. He was 89 — the age my mother was when she died earlier this year. Hall… Continue reading
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Stopping the Earth
I’ve met a lot of folks during my daily five-to-seven-mile walks, but rarely one who said something I’ll never hear again: “I stopped the Earth! I stopped the Earth!” That was said by Athena, a third-grade student on her way… Continue reading
