Author: Deborah

(And Again, And Again) Tobin starts chemo again this Wednesday. Five weeks off sounded like a gift on paper. A little stretch of borrowed time. A break from the drip of poison, the sterile rooms, the endless appointments that crowd the calendar and our minds. But in real life, it went by in a blur—fast,… Continue reading Back at It – Again

40 Is Not the Beginning of the End—It’s the Start of Something Real We’re not late. We’re just arriving. Somewhere along the way, we were sold a lie. That by 30, you should have it all figured out:Degree? Earned (and still paying it off).Marriage? Secured—with your forever person, obviously.Kids? Already here or coming soon.Career? Thriving.Home?… Continue reading The Gold Hoop Diaries: Chapter 40

To J — My Sister, My Sanity, My Ride-or-Die Let’s get one thing straight: I don’t do mushy. But for you? I’ll allow it. Once. So buckle up. J has been my best friend for about three years now, but somehow it feels like she’s been stuck to me for a lifetime — in the… Continue reading My Jersey Sister in Gold.

My little piece of gold armor. There’s something about a pair of gold hoops that makes me feel like me—bold, grounded, and just a little untouchable. They’re not just an accessory. They’re a ritual. A reminder. A quiet defiance. I’ve worn them when I felt powerful and magnetic, walking into rooms like I owned the… Continue reading The Gold Hoop