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November 11, 2009
To the cleaners
All the sunny, blue sky weather we’ve had for the past few days vanished last night. We woke up yesterday to heavy gray skies, and rain. The perfect day to wear my new raincoat, a spiffy black Ann Taylor coat I bought for $15 at my favorite thrift store last week. Except I had taken it to the dry cleaners on Friday and hadn’t picked it up yet. [more]
- Tags: Parenting, Memories, Family, Children, Character Sketches
October 8, 2009
Vision
L.'s fall break is winding down. On Monday he heads back to school, and we take our deep breaths and cross our fingers, and hope for the best. [more]
July 22, 2009
Bread, life, love
Quite a few years ago, when I was in high school and my sister and I were in Greece for the summer, we took a train to visit an aunt-by-marriage and her son (our cousin) in Thessaloniki, in northern Greece. When I think about the many stand-out moments in my life so far (and there are, fortunately, many) I always think about that particular trip and about the time we dug out hollows in the sand on the beach, wedged our sleeping bags into the cool spots and spent the night under the stars. [more]
June 8, 2009
Just because
We did something sneaky and wonderful and utterly spontaneous on Friday, because sometimes we're like that. Weeks ago, when Scott and I were sitting side-by-side on the couch making up our course syllabi for the first summer session he told me he was building in an afternoon off--just because, and that I should too. I looked at my syllabus. Maybe I should build in the same day off? Family time ideas began to percolate--a trip to our favorite museum, or better yet, a beach day. One glorious beach day to sit by the ocean, watch L. in his element run and dash into the waves, T. [more]
December 5, 2008
What is that smell?
I had a flashback of me as a child, sitting in our two-bedroom apartment. The smell of crack cocaine burning is deeply-rooted in my nostrils. Suddenly my son startled me and asked, “What is that smell?” It was the smell of the burning trash that lingers in the air in South Africa. “It’s just burning trash, Danny.” [more]
- Tags: South Africa, Memories, Drugs
November 26, 2008
Remember the first time...
Do you remember the first time you had a crush? Or your very first boyfriend? How about your first kiss? Do you remember your first job, your first apartment, the first time you opened a bill with your name on it, and the first time you wished you still lived at home with your parents?
That is how today felt for me – it was my first. Doing something for the first time comes with mixed feelings. The first kiss felt great; none of us is so sure about second base. [more]
