Be open to your happiness and sadness as they arise. – John M. Thomas I love this (also yet another sky photograph). As my Landslide post described, happiness and sadness arise for me out of thin air sometimes, swamping like an unanticipated wave. At other times they come up with a steadier drumbeat, reaching a [...]
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Grace and I drove out to American Girl Place in Natick. This is about half an hour from our house. On our way out, Grace said, “I wonder if we will see G (friend from school). She lives right near the American Girl doll store.” I answered, “Yes, she does.” Grace sighed, heavily, “She is [...]
The first 90 minutes of my day today perfectly illustrate the potent combination of randomness and emotion that defines my current life. Whit emerged from his room wearing his Tonka tee shirt, shorts, a plastic Police helmet, and wielding a paper towel roll that had clearly been repurposed as a gun. He leapt out into [...]
Just finished Michael Lewis’s memoir, Home Game. It is hilarious. Truly. Irreverent, honest, and just laugh-out-loud funny. It’s a quick read and I highly recommend it. Lewis’s dedication, to his children, sets the tone: “If you don’t want to see it in print, don’t do it.” Any chapter that begins with “My main ambition when [...]
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So this is two of my three roommates serenading me as I was stuck with my enormous heavy cast. It was the coldest, iciest winter that we had in 4 years in Jersey, and being on crutches flat-out sucked. So I spent a lot of time in the smallest room in Forbes. So C and [...]
And now for something a lot lighter … You know how certain songs just instantly transport you back to a moment in time? At least they do for me, which is kind of funny given that I am totally tone deaf. Music is not, shall we say, a strength. Still, certain songs come on the [...]
I read a chapter of Raising Cain last night that is about Susie’s death. Susie was my mother’s best friend, and a second mother of sorts to me. My sister and I grew up very close with three other families, of whom Susie’s family was one. Her sons Tyler and, in particular, Ethan are as [...]
