My little man. He is such a moment of transition. His babyhood clings to him, but he’s really turning into such a little person. He’s in the throes of the terrible two behaviors – tantrums, screaming, falling apart when he doesn’t get his way. Stubborn refusal to do what I ask of him, staring me [...]
I was rereading my blog archives the other day and found all the dedications back and forth between Michael Dorris and Louise Erdrich. They move me now as they always have. Last week I found myself flipping through a book of Dubus short stories and saw that Ashby had given it to me, with the [...]
Last weekend with Gloria. We had so much fun. A special celebration of Glo and Jim on this eve of their one-year anniversary … I remember this night from last year so vividly! Wow. That has flown by. Gloria is one of my oldest friends – it’s incredible to think we’ve known each other more [...]
McCosh 50. This week’s PAW has a great article with quotations (below) that came to life in McCosh 50. It is the building’s 100th anniversary. The article made me think about the many moments at Princeton that were in that space. I think often of how space must hold memory, somehow. McCosh 50 was where [...]
The most marvelous visit with Gloria this weekend. It’s an immense treat to have a day and an evening to simply HANG OUT! The children fell deeper into their joint infatuation with Aunt Glo. More details to come, but this cartoon is for you, Glo!!! We love you. Email this post
It’s a Princeton day, through and through. Both kids in their garb, going to pick Gloria up at Logan at 11, looking forward to seeing assorted Princetonians at the tailgates. Aptly, as I ran this morning, Cambridge’s streets were a soggy blaze of bright orange leaves. Email this post
You know those rare, special friends who remind you that you are not alone? I am so fortunate to know a handful of these people, whose very presence in this world affirms and reassures me. I spent this afternoon with Sarah (above, at Grace’s second birthday party, pregnant with Oliver, with John and Rosie) and [...]
“The sterner part of me, the part that’s determined to be nobody’s fool, says, ‘Just admit it. God is a fiction we’ve invented to help us live with our awareness of our own mortality.’ … But at the same time, a universe with no ordering intelligence of any kind is so barren … Do I, [...]
