The way back

The way back

Yesterday, I took my 13 year old daughter to Plymouth for a history visit. The plan to see Plimoth Plantation was mentally scrapped at the halfway point of our 75 minute drive south. After all, we'd been there only a year before and on the same exact day. I know this because I was standing [...]

All the news is too much news

All the news is too much news

A few days ago I realized it was all getting to be too much. News that is. Actually, to be more specific, news commentary. News I can handle. I follow current political events with major newspapers (both local and national) as well as general business, human interest, education and housing, etc. Local newspapers enrage me [...]

Ghosts of Christmas past

Ghosts of Christmas past

I will admit to being stuck. Stuck in Christmas past, which -- grief aside -- has always been my "go to" place this time of the year. There's something about the holiday that brings back vivid memories of childhood, even more so having watched the excitement and joy of my own two daughters that begins [...]

A life in 640 words

A life in 640 words

This past weekend I wrote my brother's obituary. An obituary that he never would have wanted, but that we needed. This follows the personal tribute I wrote, which was more about what he meant to my life . Writing is always hard. But writing the summary of someone's life, particularly when you are dealing with [...]

A little sister’s tribute to her big brother

A little sister’s tribute to her big brother

How do you capture the love you have for someone in words? Really convey what that person has meant to you and your life in all its form and complexities? Our family is not the traditional family. Somehow over the years we managed to let it fall apart, let the bonds that connected us wither [...]

12

12

When I first started this blog and was trying to figure out what I'd fill it with (still working on that), I briefly thought of making it parenting-related since that's been the major focus of my life for the past 12 years. But then I started thinking that the stories of my kids weren't really [...]