Southern California’s endless summer eased the sting of my husband’s absence during September and October. The anticipation of dreamy autumn stars and a harvest moon – suspended in a cobalt sky like an animated studio logo before the start of a movie – made his “Welcome Home” a joyful one. I had rationalized during Jeff’s void that my husband’s success convincing a jury to side with his client after a two month out-of-state trial was worth the long workweeks of preparation and nights away from home. When Jeff’s law firm gifted us with an unexpected November getaway my reasoning was validate… 続きを読む

When a friend from college learned I taught an “Intro to Sexuality” elective as part of my Evangelical University’s sociology curriculum, she asked if I’d tutor her daughter, Regan, who was going away to college in the fall. Concerned that Regan, a high school honors student but who seldom dated, was unprepared for college sexual mores, her mom approved a private session over my home. I offered to record the program but required her mother to sign a Release. Along with two coeds from my classes, I met with Regan the following Saturday evening comfortably seated and conversing on my family ro… 続きを読む