We got home from Legoland at 11 at night, so the kids’ clocks were all screwy. I woke Whit up the next day at 10am, and he’d fallen asleep in the car that afternoon, something he hasn’t done in years. I put him to bed early, a little surprised but very glad when he curled [...]
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My little soul mate
Last Thursday we dropped Grace off at camp. My heart was still soggy from the night before, but I put on my sunglasses and got in the car and off we headed. As we drove the familiar roads on Cape Cod, turned into the driveway with the archery range and sun-bleached grassy front fields, I [...]
wipers
For the last several months, it seems like every time I get in the car for a long drive it starts to pour. Last Friday I drove through the most intense rain I’ve ever driven through. It was actually pretty scary: when I got out of the car I realized my hands hurt from gripping [...]
Inexorable as the tides
summer 2007 summer 2011 Still rocking the 3T seersucker suit. What happened to my baby? first day of Beginners, September 2009 last day of Kindergarten, June 2011 My baby is 6.5 He swims competently, though inelegantly. He reads short words. He loves Star Wars and Legos. He beats up on his sister. He makes me [...]
Solstice
Yesterday was the summer solstice. I’ve written before of how important the solstice is to me. For all the years of my life my parents have hosted a party from 9 to midnight on the night of December 21st (awesome when it’s a Thursday, less awesome when it’s a Sunday). As midnight nears, a friend, [...]
The dark side of my moon
I don’t know if it’s the awful weather, or the echoing, empty aftermath of last week’s End of School celebrations, but I’m sad and not entirely myself this week. I know, you say: I’m always sad. Well, I’m actually not. I’m sensitive, yes, prone to waves of sorrow, but they are, on a regular day, [...]
I know the feeling
This is, as I’ve said before (ad nauseum, you might say), a time of year tinged with sadness for me. The endings and goodbyes come one after another, waves lapping onto the shore of my life, eroding anything I have written in the sand. An extra farewell this year is the fact that Matt’s parents [...]
Keeping my eyes open
This is how life is right now. Gossamer, luminous, delicate. I am as swollen and as fragile as that bubble. If you look closely you can see my reflection on its surface, but I feel as though I’m also contained within it: floating above the world, looking down, my perch about to vanish at any [...]
Feast of losses
How shall the heart be reconciled/ to its feast of losses? (Stanley Kunitz) This time of year is undeniably about endings. This is so even as the world bursts into bloom around me, asserting the fact that no matter what, life will return and triumph. I am always heavy-hearted in the spring, as the school [...]
Belonging
Maggie pointed out this weekend that belonging “has longing, sewn in stoutly so you can feel it like Braille letters.” Somehow I’d never noticed this before, and reading that simple sentence took my breath away. Oh, how I long to belong. The longing for that is, to use Maggie’s beautiful words, sewn stoutly in me. [...]

