Monthly Archives: August 2010

Here I am.  Exactly where I was when I wrote my post about being “Off” for vacation.  Same spot on the couch. Same routine with Hannah getting up out of bed 16 times before finally falling asleep.  Same mess on … Continue reading →

Day Five of Rain on our VACATION. Rain in the comfort of your own town, in your own home is one thing.  But in an unfamiliar city, in a rented house on the BEACH is another. Can we all do … Continue reading →

Yes, I’ve BEEN off. Sad about the death of my grandmother. Worried about my dad and father in law’s health. Torn apart over Hannah’s recent issues and separation anxiety. But that’s not the kind of OFF I’m talking about. No, … Continue reading →

Being the best honestly is overrated. I think I’ll settle for Fine. Best leaves nothing to strive for. The best leaves nothing to desire. I’ll never believe I’m the best. Because in my heart I’ll know There’s better somewhere for … Continue reading →

I was seven. Or eight. Little for sure. I recall being awestruck by the vastness, the hugeness, of New York City. I remember walking while looking so high up toward the top of the buildings that I could have fallen … Continue reading →

Giving and getting little kisses Smelling shampooed heads, caressing soft skin Hearing first words, seeing first feats Bringing smiles to sad, frustrated faces Making yummy meals eaten by all Witnessing the pride in small eyes After achieving something never thought … Continue reading →

I’m so glad I was me. This is what I want to tell anyone who is thinking of starting a blog and wants to know what the #1 most important thing is about venturing into this unknown world that so … Continue reading →

The Beach. Nantasket. Salt Air. Crashing Waves. Her floating on her back. Toes in the air. Giggling at the chilly water. Learning to float. My little self. In her arms. Busy Digging. Building. Hearing her voice. Her laugh. Late night … Continue reading →

I lay quietly on my bed.  On my back horizontally with my legs dangling off the side.  My arms lay straight over my head, my eyes were closed.  Another day finished. Two kids asleep.  Bathed. Fed. Taken care of.  No … Continue reading →