Our Collective Weeping
Maybe we’re all crying. In some form. The tears won’t come, but rage is pouring out of us. And...
Read MorePosted by Nancy Colasurdo | Mar 1, 2016 | Culture, Living, Race |
Maybe we’re all crying. In some form. The tears won’t come, but rage is pouring out of us. And...
Read MorePosted by Nancy Colasurdo | Feb 3, 2016 | Living, Work |
I’m one of the lucky ones. About 95 percent of the time, I’m absolutely certain my life is on the...
Read MorePosted by Nancy Colasurdo | Jan 28, 2016 | Culture, Living |
I needed to know Mira Ptacin was going to be OK. This is why I just devoured her book, Poor Your Soul, like my life depended on it. The truth is that sometimes I feel as if I need to apologize for liking memoir. It’s often...
Read MorePosted by Nancy Colasurdo | Jan 6, 2016 | Culture, Living |
The other day I bought a mop. Not just any mop. I was channel surfing and stopped on HSN because...
Read MorePosted by Nancy Colasurdo | Dec 29, 2015 | Living |
It was late afternoon on Christmas Eve. I was at my parents’ retirement community. Mom and I had...
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