One Month
One month from today we will be sitting on an airplane, getting ready to head back to America. The grand adventure will be over. My emotions these days swing like a pendulum, one minute devastated to...
View ArticleFamilies Belong Together
I’ve spent the last few days arguing with assorted people on various social media platforms that children should not be separated from their parents and kept in cages. That this is a thing people...
View ArticleEmpty
Other than a few thrift-store-bound coffee mugs we saved to use until we leave and the appliances with UK plugs we can’t take with us, my house is empty. Our things have all been packed away, wrapped...
View ArticleLiesl and Smee
Her first lead role, with solo singing and several costume changes and (yikes) almost-kissing a boy. Since she hadn’t really practiced at home, and certainly not at top volume, her first song caught...
View ArticleDouble Digits, Eleven Days Late
Eleven days ago, on July 15th, I missed posting about your birthday. I’d like to blame technical difficulties (I did forget to bring my laptop to Nana & Pappy’s cottage), but the truth is that four...
View ArticleDriving
This morning at the Massachusetts RMV I learned that because my Virginia license expired while I was living in England and could not be renewed online, in order to get a Massachusetts license I would...
View ArticleFourteenth
On Sunday, the day before your birthday, your new cousin was born: 7lb 6oz of tiny gorgeous perfect baby. Then on Monday you turned 14, and I sat at the hospital that morning holding the new little...
View ArticleUnsettled
People keep asking us how we’re settling in and I keep saying really well. It’s all going good, I say. Still boxes to unpack of course, but we’ll get there. But that’s not really the truth. Some days...
View ArticleA Dozen Years
A dozen years have passed since I became a mother to a son. As I’ve said frequently before, having never had brothers, having never seen firsthand what it was like to mother a boy, I didn’t have a...
View ArticleAnger
Anger is a powerful force for change. That’s what Glennon Doyle and Abby Wambach told me yesterday. Well, me and a room full of a few hundred people. It was a message gratefully received, because good...
View ArticleThe Things We Keep
Back in September, Matt and I went to Virginia to get the rest of our stuff that had been sitting in a storage unit since 2015 when we went to England. We rented a box truck knowing that the volume of...
View ArticleNiner
I’m six weeks late with this important birthday post, but since we’re waiting until it’s a little warmer to have your birthday (pool) party AND your birthday present Red Sox game got rained out and...
View ArticleThird Eleven
We arrived back in America four days before your birthday last year, so you’ve officially completed your first trip around the sun back in the U.S. and I think it was a good one. You’ve grown what...
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