To Myself, 6 Weeks Ago

Today marks 6 weeks since our confinement at home started.  Quentin refers to it as the "coronavirus conundrum."  I think he simply likes the combination of words, but the days feel like a constant pull of being grateful that we are safe and healthy, and increasingly going crazy by the relentless monotony of the days,... Continue Reading →

One Hundred and a Letter

My grandmother turned 100 years old on Saturday, April 4th.  Isn't that incredible?  The number of history-altering events that she has seen in her lifetime is staggering: the Great Depression, World War II and other U.S.-involved conflicts, assassinations of leaders, political elections and scandals, technological innovation.  As the population of the world has grown, the... Continue Reading →

When We Were Young

"I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home.... I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life,... Continue Reading →

A Vacation in the Books

    I have had in my mind for years that we would take family vacations.  Growing up, my family always took road trip or big vacations in the summer.  I wanted to do the same with my kids, plotting out how we could visit all corners of the country, with focus on their ages... Continue Reading →

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