Category Archives: everyday life

What’s your patronus, lightning, and other morning thoughts

The chapel at Middlesex School.  I was early to an xc race on Saturday and my habit when I’m early (which is basically always, whether to a sports event or a work thing) is to find the chapel.  I love the light streaming through those high windows. I’ve been waking up at dawn.  I think […]

Around here lately

It’s been a while since I shared snapshots of what’s going on around here.  I realize I tend to do that more and more on Instagram these days.  It’s been a quiet fall, with a lot of time at home following a rough couple of weeks, and in a weird way as we come out […]

Early October

Photo on Sunday morning, doing errands with Grace and Whit in Boston.  We also stopped by one of my favorite buildings, the Boston Public Library.  I’m writing this on Saturday afternoon.  Whit is doing homework in his room, down the short hall from my office.  Matt is reading on the first floor.  Grace is at […]

Gifts strangely, beautifully, painfully wrapped

Whit, reading one evening by Matt’s first-floor bed It’s not a secret that September was difficult around here.  Late August and early October, too, if I’m being honest.  We aren’t yet finished with this season.  Matt’s recovery is long and slow.  But this particular moment when life screeched to a halt other than the absolutely […]

Summer 2016

I think this is my favorite photo from the summer.  Sunset, no filter, July 4th, Marion, Massachusetts. Summer 2016 was uneventful and calm until the end, when it was far too eventful.  June, July, and the first half of August held lots of family time and a bunch of no-child time and many books and […]

camp drop off

Another year.  Another camp drop off.  Her sixth summer, and his fourth.  The camp I adore. Another reminder of the dizzying speed with which this world is spinning, with which the years are flying by. Three years ago I wrote that I love right now more than I have any other moment of my life.  […]

The struggle and the beauty

this picture, which I took yesterday morning and shared on Instagram, reminds me of the photograph below I have written about how I listen to On Being podcasts in the morning when I run.  I do so at 1.5x, a detail that Matt thinks is a metaphor for my whole life.  Last week, I listened […]

don’t count anyone out

Whit at bat.  He is #3.  In case you are curious, Babe Ruth played #3 for the Yankees. This is Whit’s fourth year playing Little League in our town.  For the last three years he played in the “minor leagues,” for the Giants.  They were not a winning team.  For three straight years, they were […]

Farewell. Alleluia.

Monday evening, June 6 – not the classic both-in-white photo, because they didn’t have the same last day. June 4, 2015, their last last day together until high school Today, we’re out of school.  Actually yesterday was Grace’s last day, and today is Whit’s.  It is the first year in a great many that they […]

Ease doesn’t look like I expected it to

Lexington Battle Green, 5:15am on Patriot’s Day I should have expected the slap-down from the universe.  I really should have. In March 2009 I wrote about fragility.  “At any moment Grace and Whit could meet with danger, either through an accident or through development of illness. When thinking about this post last night, I thought […]