Author Archives: Julie Brandon

I recently had to get something ugly removed from my face. No, not the surly expression I occasionally get when I have to stay late at work. It was just one of those souvenirs from my youth when I slathered … Continue reading →

I’ve been losing things lately. Today I spent a good amount of time looking for poems I had written in the 90’s. They’re in a red folder and, for the life of me, I can’t put my hands on them. … Continue reading →

In exactly 9 weeks and 5 days, I will celebrate my bat mitzah.  Granted, it’s 39 years and 5 months late. But the fact that it’s still happening at all is a testament to hard work and determination. Many of … Continue reading →

Fearful of dressing too youthful Cautious not to look like my mother I’m stuck in the twilight zone of middle age Neither young nor old I straddle a delicate line Somewhere between stilettos and orthopedics Lately I feel, well, matronly … Continue reading →

There’s a quote on my refrigerator door that speaks of becoming a great soul. I’ve often wondered how that is accomplished. Perhaps it is by discovering a great truth. It could be by relieving the suffering of others. I admit … Continue reading →

The stove sits there, waiting for attention. All gleaming white with black burners, its busy holding the tea kettle and griddle. Two dish towels are tossed carelessly over the oven handle. No one talks to the stove. It just gets … Continue reading →

February in the Midwest is kind of schizophrenic. There has been a blizzard, bitter cold days with lots of sun and blue skies and a couple of days in the 50’s. Like most people here, I bundle up and wait … Continue reading →

Often when doing a mindless chore, such as washing the dishes or folding clean laundry, I wonder what my life would have been like if I had taken the path of my heart’s desire. I’m not talking about the romanticized … Continue reading →

I spend a lot of time putting my thoughts down on paper. Well, into a Word document, to be precise. Other than sharing my ramblings with one or two friends who have to read them, they sit unread. While I … Continue reading →