Author Archives: Shellie Crest

Journeys

Recently, I went to visit my son, currently serving in the Navy. He just returned from his first deployment, having entered the Navy right out of high school. And here’s the thing: early on, this kid was written off as stupid. Just because he had a different way of seeing the world, he was considered […]

The Simple Stuff

So much deprivation over the last year has left me feeling disconnected. The lack of a social life. The inability to go anywhere or do anything. Even eating in a restaurant seemed hazardous. Or hugging someone. After attending a crowded art show opening in May, I kind of gathered the courage to venture out once […]

The Monster In The Basement

Even though it was July 4, I still had laundry to do. Sunday’s the day I usually change the sheets and wash the towels, plus throw in a few other items, if need be. The picnic I planned to attend got shoved to Monday, which was just fine by me. The day was cool and […]

Dream Life

I’ve been getting weird lucid dreams lately. Really weird. Take, for example, last night. I dreamed that my mother – gone for a number of years now – was lying on her bed in our old house, looking quite youthful. I’d say she appeared to be in her 40s. She propped up her head on […]

Throwaway Women

I was elated to receive an invitation to attend a gallery opening. Gave me one more event to add to my calendar, which, thank goodness, has been filling up a bit. Several artists gathered together to show their works and since I knew them, I had to go. Besides, it seemed like fun, something that’s […]

To Begin Again…Again

Here I am, on a recent Saturday at a Hudson Valley gallery, posing in the sculpture garden. It was pretty darn hot, and I was positively aglow with dew. Though somewhat disoriented without a mask, me and a fellow friend attended an opening. So strange to witness a smile without imagining it through squinted eyes. […]

Freedom Flings

Mask mandates have ended here in New York. I, for one, am glad, but skeptical. While I didn’t hesitate to barrier my face to prevent a deadly virus, I’m a little hesitant to remove it, too. For well over a year I’ve viewed that mask as something that’ll save my life. Conveniently, it prevented me […]

Stress Test

Sometimes you feel as if the world is out to get you. There’s no logic to why things just seem to happen; events just hurtle out of control. Sensing doom, a monster rises from within, on the attack. Whether or not this is a good thing remains to be seen. It sure feels great to […]

Interfriendship

Yesterday I decided to partake of the world, even though I have four days left until my Moderna protection casts triumph with my immune system. It was a beautiful spring day and there was a maker’s market in the next town over. Two friends of mine asked me if I were going and I said […]

Moderna Part II

I’d been waiting for a month for this day to arrive – my second shot of Moderna. Ever since I let that first needle stick my arm a month prior, I eagerly awaited to receive that second dose. It’d been a major source of conversation between everyone I knew who’d visited the county mass inoculation […]