Sasee Magazine

When my kids were growing up, the concept of “time-out” was not in our vocabulary. We sent kids to their room or told them to, “Sit there and don’t make a sound!” but never did we say, “Okay, you are going to get a time-out.” The whole concept of that, to me, was stupid and [...]

The last piece I wrote for Sasee had me weighing in at a house and a half. My new hip had led this horse to water to swim and start moving. The walk from my car to the pool made thoughts run through my mind such as: My, my, can’t they have a moving walkway [...]

Let’s just say on the weight scene that at my highest, I scored higher than a perfect bowling game. About a strike in the tenth frame and seven pins higher. I can say it this way, but I can’t say the number. It gets stuck in my throat. Big bones? Not particularly. Just a load [...]

I gingerly walk to the kitchen to heat my leftover sesame chicken and vegetable fried rice for lunch. It tastes fine, although the chicken is tougher than when I ate the first helping last night. But I am satisfied. Happy even. It’s the little things I missed, like heating leftovers in the microwave, while for [...]

I don’t like wine. Okay. There, I’ve said it. In public. To the masses. I only like to go to a wine bar if it is with a person who is whining. That way, I can offer some cheese and eat some myself. I am opposite of a wine snob. If someone asks me what [...]

Last night I admitted my daughter to a mental health hospital. The last ten years have been a ride on the Lost River, which used to be a ride at Coney Island. You would get into a wooden boat and go into a lightless tunnel that flowed with water from the Ohio River. It was [...]

Sunday, my husband and I went to the wake of a 62-year-old former neighbor. We stood in the funeral home and watched a video of photos taken throughout the man’s life. As we watched his life, we saw our lives, too. There were the photos of Bill, that was his name, growing up. He had [...]

My husband feels like a failure because we haven’t won the lottery. Every other day, usually in the morning, he will say, “Well, we didn’t win the lottery last night.” He’ll then sigh and sulk for the next few minutes. I have to reassure him that I love him and tell him not to take [...]

My dad used to have poker parties. Every couple of months he would pay my sisters and I a dollar to clean the basement so he and his cronies could sit at the round Formica top table, covered with a green cloth, and play One Eyed Jack, Man with the Ax, Pair of Deuces Takes [...]

On the coast of Ireland, Becky leaned against the ruin of Puxley Manor, a manor house which had been owned by an English family and torched by the Irish townspeople. She smiled her best come hither look into my camera. She was confident that for her, time had stood still, and her body had maintained [...]