Tari Stratton

It is smart, thought-provoking, and brilliantly acted!

Trying to get back into the swing of things… #59e59

Starting a new chapter in this adventure called Work. Hope I’m up to the challenge…

These amazing women are telling such inspiring stories about being a conductor and/or music director on Broadway! @dramatistsguild.bsky.social @maestramusic.bsky.social

I purged maybe 70% of the stuff in my apartment. Part of me wants to immediately fill it with new stuff. Part of me likes it kind of empty. Hm.

Prepping for a Super Bowl party at my dad’s new senior living residence. I wonder how many of us will stay awake for the second half… 😉🙄🤔

I knew I picked the right Pittsburgh hotel when I saw this mural across the street. Oh…what could’ve been. SHOULD HAVE BEEN.

Oh no! Every time I saw her on stage, it was such a treat. 💔

NOOOOOOOOO!!!

I think we held up ok today. Now my sister has gone home and my dad has gone to bed; I’m sitting here missing my mom so much. This was us last Christmas - we had a great day. It’s hard to imagine having any more great days. But I know she wants me to have them. Merry Christmas, Mom. I love you.

Thank you, dear Gwydion!

Last week’s fortune cookie said my luck was going to change. Still waiting.

Every day, when I read about each new batshit crazy thing being cooked up, I think of a moment in The Big Chill: “What’s wrong with you? What happened to you?” How did these horrible people get this way? It’s mind-boggling.

Interestingly, my mom was NOT a reader, yet she instilled a love of books in me. She would also get in people’s faces if I was told a book was ‘too mature’ for me. She would march into any library and tell them I was allowed to read whatever I want. She was my hero.

Thank you to the kind soul who mentioned here being able to see their departed loved ones via Google Map photos. There’s a picture there of me and my mom, sitting in the driveway, enjoying the sunshine. It’s a great memory. Thank you, kind soul.

My mom passed away Tuesday. I’m considering trying to make her famous pie crust for the first time. It could be a Thanksgiving miracle. Or not.

I will miss her every day, forever. I love you, Mom. 💔

Thank you, Lucy. ❤️

No one can prepare you for how hard caregiving for your parents can be. I feel as if I’m always letting someone down.

I’ve worked with, and advocated for, many writers over the years. I love and admire them all. It may now be time for me to write my stuff, so to speak. I don’t know. Maybe this new space will help me figure it out…