If I’m fortunate this morning, I’m sitting on my deck in a bright yellow Adirondack chair, beginning my day with a cup of Earl Grey. I’m hearing the cardinal’s quick, cheerful chirp. If I’m exceptionally lucky, I see the flash of a ruby chest triangle on a rose-breasted grosbeak at my feeder. I look out…
A few nights ago, I watched on our video camera as my husband got our one-year-old daughter to sleep. She was resisting—probably overtired—and I happened to witness a moment between them: my husband put his hand gently on her cheek to soothe her, and she clung to him even as her eyes grew heavy. My…
There’s a small cardboard box nestled in one of my dresser drawers because I couldn’t stand to throw it away. Written on the box in blue crayon are the words, “Old Self Art.” Last June, my daughter, Grayson, gathered up a few of her favorite pieces and put them into the box to remember who…
We’re moving. Or, at least, we’re attempting to. So far we’ve made it a half mile down the road to my folks’ place. But at least it’s a step in the eastward direction we’re heading. We sold our home in November, packed nearly every earthly possession into storage, and squashed into my parents’ place. Moving…
Several years ago, we took our kids on their first plane ride and out-of-the-country adventure to Mexico. It was quite the trip, full of laughter and memorable moments. Our kids are part fish, so we found our way into the water every chance we could. This meant lots of swimming and snorkeling. Our first snorkeling…
I abhor running. I have a workout shirt that reads, “If you see me running, please kill whatever is chasing me.” When I think about endurance, I think about runners. I’ve managed to eke out a 5k where my feet left the ground at just enough speed to be considered a jog for the duration…