Category Archives: dear friends

Seventh annual

Saturday night sunset on Chappaquiddick This past weekend I was with my native speakers.  It was our seventh annual weekend gathering (2010, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015 – not sure how I missed 2011). This year we were a smaller band than usual, and it was hard not to notice the ways that life’s demands kept […]

The people who show up

Matt the day after surgery.  Things actually went seriously south after this, but they are stable now. For better or for worse, the last month has given me a lot of insight into certain friendships.  First let me say that Matt has an injury, not an illness, and he will be totally fine in time.  […]

Unseen things that do not die

I went back this past weekend, to Princeton, to hazy, hot, and humid, to the embrace of my dearest friends, to the magnolia-strewn space that holds some of my most vivid and most important memories. It was a weekend crammed to the gills with joy.  It was the best reunion yet, and I have been […]

The friends who knew you when

The P-Rade, Saturday afternoon of reunions, 1996 Tomorrow, I will go to my 20th college reunion.  Of course I feel the expected shock that it’s been 20 years, and time feels especially slippery right now: weren’t we just there, as students, in a fog of sunshine and beer and magnolia petals and senior theses and […]

Happier Hour

Many years ago, my friend Aidan Donnelley Rowley mentioned that she had an idea.  It was to start a salon series of sorts, focused on bringing together smart, thoughtful women and featuring and supporting writers.  I loved the idea, and I still do.  Her Happier Hours have become a phenomenon, and I’ve been fortunate to […]

The Ramblers

I was thrilled to read an advance copy of my friend Aidan Donnelley Rowley’s The Ramblers, and I’m even more delighted to jump on the table in support of this book. It. Is. So. Wonderful. I read The Ramblers in one delicious gulp last fall and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about (or […]

An annual tradition

I was with 15 of my college friends this weekend.  This was our sixth annual weekend together, and women travelled from as far away as London and San Francisco to meet on the east coast.  It was, as I knew it would be, magical.  I’ve written about this group of women and this weekend in […]

A weekend in numbers

A traditional weekend in numbers: 1 – number of full-blown housing structures erected and underway being built 14 – number of children in the (childrens’) Olde Tyme photograph (theme: Steampunk/Pirates/Civil War soldiers) 10 – number of adults in the (adult) Olde Tyme photograph (theme: Sister Wives/trappers/Puritans) 10 – number of children who started the night […]

Looking back on the year: September, October, November, December

These were months when I was reminded over and over again of how swiftly time flies (even more than usually reminded, that is).  I joined my friend Allison in a new series, This is Adolescence, which I kicked off writing about eleven.  Grace started running cross-country and turned twelve.  I wrote about Whit’s imminent tenth […]

Looking back on the year: May, June, July, August

It was Matt’s birthday.  I joined my friend Aidan’s Here Year project.  We celebrated the end of 3rd and 5th grades with a family ziplining trip.  Grace, Whit, and I go to Niagara Falls.  It is jaw-droppingly gorgeous and wildly, tackily commercial at the same time.  Grace and Whit both go to sleepaway camp for […]