Here we go again…

The week of my grandmother’s funeral, there was a day when Ben was taking the girls over to the rental house to play, so I could stay at the house and help coordinate things. As he was leaving, he walked past me with a sandwich. A completely innocuous sandwich as far as anyone else was…

Saying Goodbye

Between the High Holidays, we got a call from my dad that my grandmother was not doing well. She had stopped eating, and things weren’t looking good. As we headed in to services for Yom Kippur, I made an exception to check my email for updates. She had had a bad night on Friday, and…

Eclipse 2017

A few months ago, I read that experiencing a solar eclipse in totality is a completely different thing than a partial eclipse. I remembered taking time out of school one day in elementary school to go look at a piece of paper and stare through some boxes, and seeing a little crescent shape where the…

Learning with Blueberries

This fall, V will turn five. Apparently, that means that I need to start freaking out Right Now about Kindergarten. Of course, with a fall birthday, the first decision is whether she starts this year or not. And then the questions start coming as to where. Public or private? Nature school, Waldorf, Montessori? The local…

3…2…1…JUMP!

We started Week One of our journey with a birthday Week-of-Pies for my grandfather, the tail end of my cold, and a hospitalized family member (she’s home now). So… not exactly the smooth transition we were hoping for. We both feel a little derailed at the moment, but I think we’re sorting it out. Our…

Leap of Faith

It seems like any time we have some sort of significant life transition, my sinuses fill up and I can’t think straight through all the sneezing. I’m starting to wonder if a minor cold is one of my body’s stress reactions. This weekend, my mother told me my grandfather is very worried about our jump…

To Make A Long Story Short…

Isn’t that what people say when they’ve already talked for way too long? “To make a long story short…” And, inevitably, you find yourself thinking, “Too late!” We’ll get into the full story elsewhere. This really will be the short version. A year ago, Ben and I moved, with two children and two cats, into…