“This is a story about a lot of things, but mostly about idiots. So it needs saying from the outset that it’s always very easy to declare that other people are idiots, but only if you forget how idiotically difficult being a human is. Especially if you have other people you’re trying to be … Continue reading Good Humans and Anxious People
She Wrote a Book
My friend who wrote a book. Actually, it's more than that. My friend shared her story; she took a risk and bared her soul. In A Life Suspended, Nicole Donovan "describes the path to her son's autism diagnosis and her journey to acceptance and unconditional love, not only for Jack, but for … Continue reading She Wrote a Book
Coping and Carrying On
The other night, some friends and I had our “Mom Circle” sunset meeting at the beach. It was supposed to be last week, but there was rain moving through our area. Such rotten luck, it has only rained a handful of times since June. I watched the weather app on my phone for about … Continue reading Coping and Carrying On
To The Graduates
I am watching the graduation ceremony from my home, it's live streaming on community television. This was definitely not how any of us thought the school year would end. But at least... It's been a season full of "at least's". At least they got to have a ceremony, at least they got to graduate together … Continue reading To The Graduates
The School that We Built
There is a school in a quaint little town, nearby the sea. This is a school that was built, brick by brick, quite traditionally; contractors, masons, hours upon hours, days upon days, piece by piece. Here is a picture of the school in the town by the sea. These are the bricks that make up … Continue reading The School that We Built
I Am From
When my girls were in middle school, one of their assignments was to write a poem titled "I Am From." I've saved those poems, and I still read them. I always loved the idea of a piece that was a word collage of memories. In honor of Mother's Day, I've written my own "I Am … Continue reading I Am From
Ode To Unused Things
Ode To Unused Things To my oversized gray Coach tote Standing sentry in my foyer closet Holding my car keys, wallet, Various other things I deemed "necessities" On a daily basis And now have not touched more than three times in 35 days I will never again complain how heavy you are I salute … Continue reading Ode To Unused Things
Faith, Love, Strength
Christmas 2013 (Letter to Family and Friends, edited) I was 11 when I first started keeping a journal. I loved how I could write anything I wanted and could go back and read it whenever I wanted. I could experience some of those feelings again just by reading and remembering. For me, it was powerful. … Continue reading Faith, Love, Strength
Flea Market Weekend
On the first weekend in May, there is an antique car show and flea market in Rhinebeck, NY. When I was a kid, this was arguably one of my favorite weekends of the whole year. We'd pack up our little family camper with clothes and food. Then my dad would pack his stuff, filling the … Continue reading Flea Market Weekend
When Time Stops
If you look closely at this photo, you can probably tell it’s just a rehearsal. The scenery is not quite finished, there is no orchestra. The finale costumes aren’t completely ready, some still need alterations; so there are some colors mixed in with the stunning gold, white, and black. There are no face mics, no … Continue reading When Time Stops
