At least a couple times a week, I’ll walk to the grocery store. It’s not that impressive, really. It’s about four miles, round trip, (though the return trip – with heavy bags slung over my shoulders, bumping against my sides – always feels like five). I get… Read More
The other morning, Vinnie was up before me, off to do a presentation for Thrive with his best friend. I cleaned up after the kid’s breakfast, and as I collected orange peels in my palms and as I loaded the dishwasher, I thought how very strange… Read More
So, it’s Friday. But unlike last Friday, or next Friday, this is the Friday where we live in a sea of doily hearts and construction paper love. Our kitchen table has been painted over in smears of pink and dots of glitter glue. (Evaline has… Read More
The Frozen Moon 