Well, here we are on our 31st day of self-quarantine. We got to it a little early because we had flu in the house, giving us both a reason and an excuse to hunker down while it still seemed like an oddball thing to do....
“Part of me is so excited for the holidays,” said a client of mine a few weeks back. “And part of me just wants to open my eyes on January first and have it be over.” I cocked my head at that. Wish away the most...
In a LiveJournal entry dated August 21, 2001, I made a list titled “What I Want.” (LiveJournal was the premier blogging website, back before blogging had a name.) I was living in Rutland, Vermont, at the time. Among bullet points like “Making art,” “A cell phone...
Let's raise a glass in salute to mothers: Here's to their love. Here's to their dedication. Here's to their wrecked pelvic floors. Yeah, I said it. Your mom probably never told you this, but she's sacrificed a lot for you over the years. And I'm not...
It all started when Danny stepped in poop. "I told him to do it," said Henry. "I said, go ahead, get in trouble." I was trying to clear the table after dinner and put food away and do dishes and make lunches, all while holding baby Ellie...
Like holding a bite of chocolate in your mouth and letting it melt and savoring it, but what if you could never have chocolate again, what if it was the last bite, how long would you hold that bit? That's how I felt holding Ellie just...
Henry's in T-ball and we are experiencing Glens Falls Little League for the first time ever. I've lived in this city for something like ten years now and I had no idea that this big underground party was going on without us. Did you know that all...