Thanksgiving Memories

I’m up early today. It’s Thanksgiving. As I let the pup out, I breathed in the crisp, cold November air and closed my eyes. Yes, I thought, it even smelled like Thanksgiving. This is the time of year that brings me back to my childhood, to my family, to the traditions I’ve come to love,…

Reflections on Moving…Again

It’s moving time again. And ideally, this will be the last time. Well, at least for five years anyway. I’ve done this quite a few times over the past 30 years; packed up my life, my memories and headed off to another great adventure. I’d like to say that it gets easier. I’d like to…

Hurry Up and Wait

I’m not good at waiting. I’m impatient. I’m antsy. For the past 48 hours, I’ve literally looked at my phone close to 500 times, waiting for the email with confirmation that I’ve received my insurance binder, so that I can get the key to my new space.

The Black Out

The last time we had a black out, like total black out, was about 11 years ago when my oldest was an only. He was seated in his high chair and all of a sudden, the lights went out. The house was dark. The street was dark. I fumbled through the kitchen to find a…

I Love This Time of Year

I’ll admit it. I love this time of year. When the days grow shorter, and the air becomes crisp, and the smell of a wood burning stove permeates from house to house, I revert back to a child-like state. It’s the beginning of the holiday season.