When I met Sean I told him that I wasn’t looking to make friends, he told me he wasn’t asking me to marry him. It wasn’t the last time that I would be faced with something that I hadn’t quite thought all the way through. Eventually he did ask me to marry him and I [...]
Sunday, March 3, 2013
I remember right before we got married someone said to us, “Take a moment. Forget about thanking people for coming or about when the next toast is, just take a moment. The day goes by so fast and you deserve one sliver of time for just the two of you.” I remember not understanding, but [...]
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
This July I will turn 40. I’m not afraid of it, I’m kind of fascinated by who I’ve become. As the girls are getting bigger and as each birthday puts more distance between my 20-something self and who I am now, I consider what almost was. What if I had stayed so completely insecure? I’ve often daydreamed about [...]
Monday, January 21, 2013
Sean and I met at the Williamstown Theatre Festival. It was not a simple courtship (are any?), but very little is simple when you’re working in summer stock and have the relentless deadlines and pervasive spirit of temporariness. Eventually though, we made it past the distractions and the monumental chip on my shoulder to discover [...]
Friday, November 9, 2012
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho it’s home from work we go It was a busy, busy week. I am, after a revelation about the hollow reward of self-flagellation, overlooking the hiccups and tardiness and chalking this week up to the win column. Everyone had clean socks, bedtime cuddles and tonight we’ll make good on a movie night promise with [...]
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Growing up on the West Coast we said, “Don’t cut,” when we were talking about someone moving ahead in line before their turn. I’ve learned that on the East Coast people say, “Don’t budge.” Either way, grown ups really ought to know how to wait their turn and to respect time. Alas, like the teenagers who dumped the [...]
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Labor of love is kind of a tired phrase, isn’t it? I’m guilty of doing that thing where you use incredibly descriptive words to assign more importance and depth to a thing, sometimes more for my own benefit than for those that I am talking to. Maybe I put the girls off to finish drafting [...]
Monday, July 2, 2012
Finley clung to me this morning, her little chin wrinkled with lines of worry as her jaw clenched and her eyes filled with tears. “I don’t wanna go to camp. I just want to be being with you on this day.” It was not the way I wanted the day to go. I wanted the three girls [...]
Friday, June 22, 2012
I signed up as a volunteer for Avery’s field day. I kept my calendar clear for the early June day. Then the event was cancelled twice on account of rain. It was rescheduled for this past Monday, which had me scowling and fretting and considering backing out. I didn’t because I’d enjoyed too many family [...]
Saturday, March 10, 2012
I took a while to hop on the Instagram bandwagon, but when I did, I did so without looking back. The thing is, I’ve had so many cameras fall victim to the intensity of our pace—hiking (rocks are not soft to land on), swimming (water is just so wet), traveling (things get misplaced), going in [...]
Thursday, March 14, 2013
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