With Blinds Wide Open. On Living Candidly
Every summer day, I stare over my sink at my neighbor’s garden shaded by four four-story oaks and surrounded by eclectically painted houses. Beautiful. From my ...
Month: November 2014
Recapture Childhood Raptures
Remember childhood, when the small things evoked excitement and the big things, elation? Dandelions for instance. Dandelions seemed almost magical to me, their ...
“I want my daughters to be beautiful, accomplished, and good.” -Mrs. March
When I was 23 years old, I drove from Florida to Maine by myself. I borrowed the Little Women audiobook from the Jacksonville Library then mailed it back from K...
Hang a Candy Cane on my Sugar Maple and Call Me a Pessimist
“Uhh it’s snowing” I texted Chris in his business school capsule “on November 8.” At lake level, it had been raining but as we asc...
Friendship and Kitchen Knives
I watched my mother do the friendship dance through my seven childhood moves. So when I married a military man turned graduate student five years and four apart...