When we were moving into our new apartment, boxes were exploding all over the house, crumpled paper littered our new carpet and questions were coming from every direction: does this
When we were moving into our new apartment, boxes were exploding all over the house, crumpled paper littered our new carpet and questions were coming from every direction: does this
You all have been so kind and wonderful. The texts, comments and emails about my last couple of sad posts have been overwhelming and beautiful and perfect. Just…. thank you.
I can’t describe it any other way – it’s a merciless ache. It aches when I leave the doctor’s office and they tell me (for the bajillionth time, because apparently
I took a day off yesterday (not of my choosing, a nasty bladder infection laid waste to all sensible thought or ambition) and it gave me time to think. Actually,
I’ve been informed by my family that I need to start writing more about food. I guess it makes sense, since looking up new places to nosh is one of
Before we moved, I sat in the last few services we attended at Mariners MV and cried. I knew, deep down in my gut, that leaving that church would be
I want a piece of open country, where sunlight glints off of tall meadowgrass and crickets hum in the evenings. I want my family to be self-reliant and community-oriented –
Stolen from Katie, as most good blog ideas are. Since we’re still settling in to a new home and new hometown, this is my written act of presence and thoughtfulness
We’ve had some changes up in here, folks. The desk from which I used to regale you has been commandeered by my handsome Hubster, who is now working from home
In case you haven’t yet heard, here is the letter I sent to all my clients and colleagues. More news to come… I just wanted to let you know that