Cynthia Harrison

Novelist

Category: For The Record

  • Jelly

    Just lately, I’ve come into a whole lotta luck. My famously frugal husband has opened his wallet and money, for the first time in our married life, spills. “Buy it.” “Get it.” “Take it.” These are words I’ve seldom heard. I’ve always been jealous (also envious) although I didn’t always KNOW I was. The first…

  • Happy for the Holidays

    Nobody holds a grudge like I do. Not an admirable trait, but I’m working on it. Like so much of my inner work, I look to Marianne Williamson for spiritual guidance on how to forgive. My copy of Illuminata, her book of prayers first published in 1994, has a permanent bookmark on page 132, where her prayer…

  • Union Born & Raised

    My great-grandfather knew Thomas Edison. GG Hines was one of the first union electricians. And my grandfather was in Local Union 58 of the IBEW, the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers. And my father. And both my brothers served Local 58 for many years. They marched in the parade every Labor Day for many years. My…

  • My Merry Merry Month of May

    A few days ago, I had eye surgery to remove a lens full of cataracts and insert a nice pristine new lens with a special built-in something that made my eye 20/20. In two weeks, I’ll undergo the same procedure for my other eye. For now, I’m trying to rest my eyes and just in general not…

  • See Ya!

    Another Michigan winter, another road trip to Florida. My dad lives there. Our friends have winter places there. Snow does not go there. But, my laptop does. And since Dad and Al love to golf and Dad has no internet connection, I will be alone at least a few days with my beloved pink  laptop…