Salty observations about life, love, and living abroad
When I was a girl, I used to collect bunches of dandelions. It didn’t matter to me that everyone else was trying to get rid of them--out, out, damned weed!--I thought they were pretty. Together, they looked like a fist full of sunshine. More than just a schoolgirl fancy though, I was convinced that a... Continue Reading →
This week my kids went to school. Normally that's not a noteworthy accomplishment. But we're living in anything but normal times. Then on Wednesday the husband, who's been merrily working remotely from our bedroom, went into the office. The door closed behind them and I was left with an empty house and an empty day.... Continue Reading →
I am not a natural optimist. Realist bordering on pessimist perhaps, glass half empty--but because I drank it. But definitely not an optimist. There is no sunshine in my Suzy. There is no Anna in my Polly. On the other hand, there's no rain on my parade either. But there are definitely clouds. Sometimes wind.... Continue Reading →
These are uncharted waters. A lot of us are hanging on by our increasingly bitten nails, preparing for the worst while simultaneously praying for the best. No matter what that may feel like to us individually, there's no one right way to do that. If your kids are home and wearing the same pair of underpants... Continue Reading →
What's that you say? You're moving? It's going to be ok. No, no, really, you have to trust me. I know, I know--it's an upheaval, an emotional train-wreck, a logistical, never-ending list of things to get done, each one dependent upon the one above. It's ok. You're going to be just fine. Even if the... Continue Reading →
Most of us have danced to this goodbye song before. Maybe your dancing shoes are so worn the heel is loose. Or maybe you’re still learning the choreography, trying not to step on any toes. Don’t worry, we all stumble, even the ones who’ve have the steps down pat. Perhaps you’re expat-ing or repat-ing, or... Continue Reading →
At the risk of sounding like a meme or a break room poster quote, let me explain. When you move around, you spend an awful lot of time focusing on the where. Where are you going? Where did you come from? Where will you end up? As another season of goodbyes rolls in, I'm watching... Continue Reading →
Ah Mother's Day. When we're encouraged to laud the women who taught us how to tie our shoes, eat soup without clinking the spoon against our teeth, and to make beds with the corners tucked in. The woman who examined our research paper possibilities to make sure there was a woman for every man listed.... Continue Reading →
I love to write. Scratch that, I love when I have written. But all this promotion boloney that comes with it? Ugh.
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What you need to know about roofing
a performative documentary project based on letters to the editor of Ms., 1972-1980
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Seeking to read the pages of Earth's Book.
