The Patience of an ex-Patient

My brain rushes through all the things I think I must do today, or tomorrow, or should have done yesterday: paying bills; cleaning house; making, changing, and keeping appointments. I've already done a mile walk and 20 minutes of squats, planks, and leg lifts. My daily crossword and cryptogram are complete. It's too early to…

Embassy Art

Physical independence has expanded my world: from a single bed, to a hospital hallway, to Oosterpark, to Florida my home and neighborhood. Yesterday, my husband and I ventured further than we've been since our return, and, as always, we are the better for this little taste of travel.

Watching Tennis With My Father

Wimbledon carried me through three weeks in my Amsterdam hospital bed last July, and the US Open promises to similarly distract us during Hurricane Dorian. My husband and I are avoiding cable’s increasingly voluminous storm programming by toggling between Amazon Prime and hours of recorded tennis matches. Our admiration for Naomi Osaka-- a little shaky…