We have to live for this moment. Bad hair. Pudgy tummy. Not-there-yet on whatever task or goal. It’s this moment, not some moment up ahead. You can aspire, reach and pursue whatever the heck you want, but as you do it you have to realize that this moment is incredible. And a gift. I’ve met Susan twice in person, but I [...]
Thursday, July 7, 2011
This morning, after orchestrating a torrent of activities for the girls, I was putting away the inflatable pool and slide our friends gave to us. My hands pressed upon the soft, blue walls and slid into the water. Swirls of childhood tickled my face as I looked toward the upstairs of our house to see [...]
Sunday, June 19, 2011
They say you have to earn your stripes. I never imagined when I met you that 12 years later I’d be typing away in bed to try and articulate how and why I am grateful for the dad that you are to our daughters. Daughters! Three times over. We were just going to date… You are a wonderful dad, [...]
Saturday, May 28, 2011
A few months ago a promise was made, not just to myself or to Sean, we made the promise to all three girls. We committed to family time, real, honest-to-goodness family time. The three of them responded so immediately and so exuberantly that Sean and I were blessedly lifted up on to this incredible rush [...]
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Oh, Finley, you are 3 years old today. It sounds so trite, but I just don’t even know how that’s possible. You, more than either of your sisters, have grown up in the blended community of real life and online. This keyboard is so much a part of how I explored the months with you [...]
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Yesterday I changed my approach. Fridays are always a work-from-home day, which, loosely translated means failing-as-an-activities-director and also ill-equipped-to-accomplish-much-beyond-frantic-email-replies. I’d worked all week to cross things off my list, not so much from anticipation of a different Friday as it was a fatigue from feeling inadequate. I’d come to expect the ping of new emails [...]
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
The what ifs’ll kill you, right? Last night I dropped the if and the in a minute and the no. When they asked me to dance, I just did. This morning there is no what if to haunt me, just the echoes of last night’s dance and laughter. Staying Alive
Monday, January 3, 2011
I was going to write a post about not having resolutions, then I was going to write a post on finding resolve in something. Then I read an article in one of the local papers. It was written by someone I worked with at the paper before I had kids. We would bump into each other [...]
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
The grandparents have been visiting this week, the weeks leading up to the visit were marked with breathless anticipation. The girls would look at the calendar and, trumping even Christmas, December 7th called their attention. As soon as they arrived Briar began obsessing about the 14th, the day that they would leave. “How many days are [...]
Saturday, December 11, 2010
I wrote an email yesterday turning down an all expenses paid trip to a gala on the other side of the country. In San Francisco, no less. Sigh. My name had been randomly selected, and no, it wasn’t spam. It was a response to an entry I forgot I made after following a tweet. Three [...]
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
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