Author of POUND RIDGE PAST, Stroke Survivor memoirist, HuffPost contributor, and “Bonni Brodnick Blog” -ger (bonnibrodnick.com)

Gratitude Lights the Way

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Photo: Michael Kogen

As the stroke was happening, my mother, who was in the passenger seat, panicked. She snapped her fingers in front of my face. There was no response as I kept driving, my hands gripped to the wheel. She screamed, “Bonni, pull over! Pull over!” I did hear that in the distance, but didn’t react. I wondered why she was telling me that, and looked down at my right hand, shaking in the console. Then my mother did something heroic: she highjacked the wheel and sent us crashing into a guard rail.

Such began my long journey into the strangeness of…


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Photo by James on Unsplash

It Will Only Take a Week of Work


How to Visit Your Mom During a Pandemic

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Not seeing my mother during the pandemic is excruciating.

I want to hug and kiss her, but she’s not in my quarantine pod. And if I had Covid-19 unknowingly, I couldn’t bear the thought of infecting Mom, especially since she is nearing 90. We were good about keeping socially distant in the summer and fall, but now that winter is here, it’s harder.

So we came up with this idea:

Destination: The Beach. (My mother lives minutes from it.)

It was a snowy Sunday afternoon, a day when I would be doing a family visit anyway. My brother (who lives…


The First Rule is: Make pretend there’s no Coronavirus

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The Big 3–0! It was my daughter’s thirtieth birthday. Since we’re in the mix of a pandemic, we decided to have a “Spa Day” at home. Our outfits included matching satin (shiny polyester) pajamas, a white bathrobe (with the waffle fabric, just like a real spa), and, to top it off, terry-cloth turbans. Soothing spa music and aromatherapy diffusers were blasting. Decorations included “Happy Quarantine Birthday!” and “Made in 1990” banners dangling from the stairs. Signs that read “Stay Home Stay Safe” and “Happy Quarantine Birthday” were reminders of the 2020 time and place. On every flat surface, i.e., …


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Bonni’s Turkeys

This is just part of my traditional turkey collection. I’ve got everything from a Beanie Baby turkey to the big feathered one that is the anchor to the collection. I try to add on to it every year. And you never know where turkeys will surface. I once found a wonderful triumvirate in a gift shop at the catacombs of Rome. My sister just sent me the following from San Francisco, where she lives:

“Look what I scored at a grocery and hardware store!”


Talking on the Phone is Cool Again

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Photo by Patricia Santos on Unsplash

Hello?

It was my best friend calling. Another BFF called late-afternoon. Two in one day. Then another best friend called the following day. My hairdresser even called me the other night.

They called to see how I am. What am I doing? How’s work going? What are the kids up to? How is your 90-year-old mother? The conversation was a general schmooze for ten or so minutes to distract from everything we are all facing: a Coronavirus pandemic that brings us to ten-months-plus in near-lock-down-panic and more than 410,000 souls passed.

Speaking with friends in real-time is a great diversion…


Celebrate SQUIRRELS on their own special day

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Photo by Yiran Yang on Unsplash

Just when you thought the Biden-Harris inauguration ceremonies were enough of a high for one January 20th, don’t put away the champagne glasses just yet.

I’m thankful for many things, and my list runneth over, but I never thought squirrels could be counted among the top. It was Christy Hargrove, a wildlife rehabilitator in North Carolina, who founded Squirrel Appreciation Day to make us aware that food sources were scarce for them in mid-winter. …


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Photo: Bonni Brodnick

I woke up this morning feeling paralyzed. Unable to move. Wondering, “Why does it feel like the beginning of the pandemic? In early-March 2020, when all the world stopped and we were forced to close down our lives and go into lockdown? When it was sort of adventurous to have my husband work from home every day. When there was that video that went viral showing how to wipe down groceries and rid them of Covid germs. Packages just delivered were either left outside or in the car for a few days until they were safe. …


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Libby Mattern, Founder of Course of Trade

When Covid-19 hit, one thing was blatantly clear: the stockpile of PPE (personal protective equipment) was desperately low. Libby Mattern, production director at Malia Mills (swimwear and ready-to-wear designer and domestic manufacturer) is also founder of Course of Trade, a registered 501c3 dedicated to providing industrial sewing training to New Yorkers in need — no previous sewing experience necessary.

As the pandemic continued to spread, it was obvious that the time was right to revive the declining garment industry in NYC. The racks of Malia Mills swimsuits and clothing took a back seat so that Course of Trade could shift…

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