Burnt Chocolate Stories

My week on the Romantic Danube River Cruise ended yesterday. Fortunately, my daughter Sarah thought to purchase walking sticks for me to use on the many walks we took in Regensburg, Vienna and Budapest. I honestly think I would have been lost without them. My steps have tripled on my apple watch - up to 5 miles a day. I've always wanted to take a river cruise, which was very enjoyable, and I can now check off that box on my list.  One highlight of the trip was visiting a monastery in Regensburg, beautifully restored and home to seventy monks. Local children attend the school housed there and the view was spectacular. Wine and apricots provide income as do the many tourists that visit daily. Budapest is home to the largest and most gorgeous synagogue in the world, but I regret not seeing it for a second time, having visited it in 2006.  Today I am in an apartment in London with Sarah and her husband Barry, visiting my granddaughter Zoe who has made London her home for the next ...

Greetings from Regensburg, Germany where my daughter Sarah and I are taking a Viking Cruise! Since I've made a commitment to post each and every Saturday morning, I thought I'd share a piece I wrote in 1986 which on the one hand, feels like a lifetime ago, and yet it's as relevant for me today as it was then.   Dreaming My Way Towards Clarity I dream that I am frozen on a road leading towards a mountain. The road is smooth and white with yellow daffodils along the edge. Pink cosmos fills the fields. The day is warm and sunny but I cannot enjoy it. I cannot move. A blue bird flutters above my head, beckoning me towards the top of the mountain that glistens, starlike. My feet refuse to move. Six smooth statues sit on the road beside me, holding me tight. One is alabaster, smooth and shaped like a huge oval. The second is translucent with dark veins and fan like edges. Another a deep lapis carved into a bird. The next is green marble and perches on two points. At the road'...

Sometimes I think I should wind down, relax more, chill. But the truth is, I'm not happy if I don't have ideas piled up on my desk, waiting for me to pay attention to them. Last year, I redid the ALS Worldwide website. Not because I actually wanted to, but because it was ten years old and the original designer told me it could crash which forced me to review everything in order to create a sleek, easy to navigate website. Now that it's finished, I love its ease and beauty. Then I consolidated all of the information that was crowded onto dozens of website pages into a book, Pathways Through the ALS Storm. It contains everything Steve and I learned about ALS in a wire bound book that's easy for patients to maneuver. I've shipped quite of few copies, but not enough to satisfy me. If our donation drive this year is fruitful, I'll be shipping copies to many neurologists so they can keep copies in their waiting rooms. Now, I'm writing a novel - an historical fict...