I’m so grateful you’re here.

Welcome to The Savoring, my little corner of the world where I share stories that will inspire you to laugh through adversity and find something to savor.

The Savoring

This newsletter is about seeking humor and gratitude. Casting light on the shadows.

I share memoirs and essays through my voice that has been humored and hardened by addicted parents, divorce, raising three boys and surviving leukemia (which I fully believe was caused by a curse a “friend” cast on me after watching Love Story when we were 17. “It’s always the pretty one so it will be you not me that gets leukemia,” she said. I don’t want to out her, but her name rhymes with Bobbin Raker.)

Paid subscribers get Wednesday Words. A hodgepodge of what is on my mind and needs to be set free, or a memoir I’ve worked on for weeks and months and have had a hard time setting free OR you might just get a list of my favorite things because I’m solving my current problems with some retail therapy.

Every Sunday your inbox will light up with The Sunday Savoring. Some words of wisdom(ish) and a list of things I’m savoring that week. Free subscribers get one the second Sunday of every month, paid subscribers get one every Sunday.

My Life In A Few-ish Words

I grew up in Indiana in the 70s and 80s. My mom was arrested, not once but twice, when I was a teenager. Once for driving the getaway car for her boyfriend after he robbed a bank at gunpoint. Helpful note, wear a mask if you don’t want to be arrested shortly after the evening news airs a couple hours later. 

She married that bank robber and went on to sell cocaine out of our home to, it turns out, a LOT of people. They were both arrested when I was seventeen. I quit high school, got a full time job , my own studio apartment and a rottweiler named Turbo. I went to night school to graduate on time with my class but my principal, Mr. Head, wouldn’t let me walk with them at graduation. I’m 53 and still holding a grudge. 

I have two Jewish sons, a gay son and a Catholic husband. We have two dogs and four chickens and live in a lovely little black and white farmhouse on a hill in California. It’s important to me that you know I designed my black and white farmhouse house in 2012. Why? Because Joanna Gaines didn’t get a show until 2013. I was first. Just saying. 

My desire to achieve a perfect life for my family by being nothing like my own mom was likely, at least in part, what led to my leukemia diagnosis in August of 2023. That and the mean girlfriend I had in high school who looked at me after watching Love Story and said, “It’s always the pretty one so it will be you not me.” Compliment or curse. You decide. 

And yet … I laugh. A LOT. 

What I Get When You Subscribe

A community of amazing humans like you to laugh with and an income that allows me to keep writing.

Fun Fact  🤗

I am the author of Chicken Soup for the Girlfriends Soul. I was Stefanie Adrian at the time. And I had less wrinkles and more hair.

There’s An App For That

Never miss an update—every new post is sent directly to your email inbox. For a spam-free, ad-free reading experience, plus audio and community features, get the Substack app.