True story: I haven’t blogged for so long that I forgot how to log in to the admin page for my site. I actually had to google “how to log into your wordpress site.” It has been 7 months since my last blog posting and 6 months since I last published an essay, but here… [Read More]
simple kindness
I don’t like politics. And I don’t like addressing politics on this blog. But as I have tried to absorb the unexpected results of the election this past week, and the fallout, I feel that I must write about what has been so absent these last few days: kindness. I cannot speak for others, just for myself…. [Read More]
Mourning the end of the nap
I arrive home from a night out with friends at 9:30pm and gratefully sink into the sofa next to my husband. “How did bedtime go?” I ask, inquiring about our three-and-a-half year old daughter. “You can go up and ask her, she’s still awake,” he answers. “Again?” I shake my head. It is way too late for our daughter… [Read More]
August
It is dark at 8pm. How is that possible? I wonder, when a month ago the sun didn’t set until after 8:30. The air has the scent of September and the afternoons are cool. I need a sweatshirt to go outside after dinner. Stores are already advertising “back to school.” It is not even Labor Day,… [Read More]
A life well lived.
Last week, my 93-year-old grandfather passed away. It came as shock because I could never imagine him dying. My grandfather always seemed invincible, even after he started using a cane to get around. He was always well-dressed, put together and articulate, and usually the smartest one in the room. He was hospitalized a week prior to… [Read More]
this is summer.
Since my daughter’s school ended, we have been in full summer mode. I open my eyes each morning to bright sunshine pouring through my window. When I look outside, my street is lush and colorful, full of flowers and plastic toys scattered in my neighbors’ yards. In the afternoons, the sky has been such a bright blue… [Read More]
naptime.
One of the biggest challenges I have as a writer is finding the time to write. I spend my days shuttling around my daughter, cleaning up after her, running the household and trying to keep my sanity through all of it. I am very lucky to have several hours most days when I can write… [Read More]