Home Again.
He called me on Monday. “Do you have a minute?” he asked. I steeled myself. Ever since he took this …
Category Archives: Becoming Family
Glitter
I knew it would happen one day. I just never expected it to happen so soon. My sweet, lovely, hilarious …
Love is a Minefield
“Did you know Tony before you met Dada?” Bean asked me this morning. She found me, my hair dripping wet, as I …
Strange Bedfellows
“Hurry up,” I urged. “You need to finish your broccoli so that we can play a game with Tony.” Bug’s …
Grandpa
My grandfather died the other day. He was 94. I met him four times. My grandmother is still alive. She …
Reading in Bed
We sat at my mother’s dining table surrounded by family. Tony extolled the virtues of a favored book. He narrowed …
Perspective
A couple of weeks ago I relayed all of this over dinner with an old friend from San Diego. He …
Sleep
Before Tony started working away from home, we were perfect spooners in either direction. It wasn’t hard to find a …
The Smells of Christmas
My sister-in-law was in the midst of a story about her adventures as a teenager as we drove home from …
Out of Our League
So. When we moved, this is the neighborhood we moved into: It’s famous. And we didn’t just move into the …
