Today we’re going to change tack. A lot. And talk about that day last spring when everything and nothing changed. It was April 5, 2018. My husband was traveling for work and it was otherwise a normal Thursday morning before school with the boys. I’d woken up a little crampy but dismissed it as muscle…
I went to bed last night knowing that I was waking up to the most wonderful of Facebook memories in the morning. One year ago today we closed on our lovely little home in…Home. One year ago today the “See ya real soon!” sign at the exit to Magic Kingdom became true, instead of something…
We closed on our Florida home on August 11, 2017 – just 3 days before the kids were set to start at their new schools. The flurry of madness that preceded that day has, as these things do, settled into a barely remembered blur. And while I do still usually use my navigation system to…
The following is nothing more than a repost of my off-the-cuff thoughts leading into 2018 elsewhere on social media – for no other reason than that they are a part of the over story that I am gathering here…. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t exhausted and overwhelmed by the idea of…
“Mommy why don’t you sing Rockabye Baby to me at night anymore?” “Honey, that’s actually not a song that I ever really sang to you….” “Yes you did. Will you sing it to me one last time tonight?” And like that I’m in tears. Over the end of a ritual that started at the same…
When I was in law, I had reoccurring nightmares about climbing. Well…perhaps “nightmare” is too strong a word. But the gist of my almost-nightly subconscious wandering was that I was, in some way, shape, or form, climbing upward on something that was shaky. Either a wobbly ladder or poorly connected platforms or a broken escalator…….
“Just put a date on the calendar. I don’t care if it’s two weeks from now or two years from now. Just put it down. And then spend whatever span of time exists between now and then wrapping your head around this. Because it’s going to be hard.” It ended up being just about 6…
If you’ve ever moved into a new-to-you house or condo or apartment or other space, you have at least an inkling of what this question means. How deep it runs. If you’ve ever moved to a place where you once vacationed (or just downright escaped to), you have probably also experienced the strange paths that…
Japan is my jam. I’ve been intrigued by this fascinating, dichotomous culture since high school and borderline obsessed since college. I studied the language from my freshman year of college through my first year of law school (running from Japanese to civil procedure several mornings a week, trying desperately to switch my head back into…
I’ve followed more strict eating regimens over the years than I could probably count. I’ve always loved good food. But I’ve also always loved my health, and control, and a good challenge – not to mention the more superficial effects of good eating. And control. Did I mention control? I’ve always been active, but as…