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Letting Go of Andy

Yes. He’s REALLY leaving. I’ve wanted to write a post about our 16-year-old leaving for his year-long exchange to Finland for a long time. However, I didn’t want the post to turn out to be a wandering rambling of a mother’s sadness and despair that her first child was leaving the nest—and at 16! Oh, I know it’s not forever….

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The Story Behind My Springtime

Hello from northwestern Pennsylvania. The sun is shining brightly today but overall the last couple of weeks have been rainy… gentle spring rains falling to the tune of rumbling thunder in the distance. The weather isn’t perfect but winter is finally over and it’s time to watch closely for every new sign of spring. Despite having written extensively about all…

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Yes, You Can Become the Person You Were Meant to Be

We’ve all faced times in our lives when we were sailing above the clouds. That first few weeks of falling in love. Or that moment we first cradled our newborn baby in our arms. All those days that seemed to go right–we hit all the green lights, the spouse was in a good mood, the grilled cheese sandwiches didn’t burn….

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Sensitive Soul

Last night my eldest daughter shuffled into my room, just after I’d drifted off into a deep sleep. I sensed her presence, even before I awoke, and then stirred when her “Mommy?” pricked through the quiet. At the respectable age of eleven, Laura reserves ‘Mommy’ for those times of special need, usually in the ink of night. “Something’s not right,”…

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Setting Free the Past

I just stepped away from the table, where I’ve been looking at old photographs. I was uploading trip pictures to Dropbox and somehow a bunch of old photos came up. I got sucked in. After an hour, I stumbled away from the table, one foot asleep, back sore from stooping over the laptop, eyes bleary. And teary. I must admit…

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Grieving But Grateful…

I wrote this poem as I was grieving the loss of my mom. It will be six years ago in July, but, yes, it feels like yesterday. I’m still grieving to this very day, but the edges of the pain are not so sharp. I’ve been given gifts from the tragedy of losing my mom so young: gifts like wisdom…

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Dear Universe

The website is alluring. Across the top of the page, in elegant, serif font, run the words, “Win The Blue Hill Inn.” Below that is the unbelievable promise: Become the new owner of a million-dollar inn for $150 and 200 words.   Zowie, is that a deal, or what? Below the magical words is a photo slider showcasing image after…

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Morning Mass

After waking at 5:30, prepping the kids for school, walking them to school, and sitting down for a leisurely cup of cafe con leche and an egg sandwich on toasted baguette with Kevin, we strolled to the park. It was still only 8 a.m. As we settled onto a cement bench alongside other people taking a few minutes to enjoy…

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There Is No Box

You’re encouraged to “think outside the box.” This, apparently, is as opposed to “thinking inside the box,” where you stay comfortably in the cocoon of society and follow all its rules. So thinking ‘outside’ the box is supposed to be exiting normal convention, going out on your own, and taking a risk. Thinking outside the box is reserved for the…

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Remember Why You’re Here

The very nice honey lady at the farmer’s market asked me whether we were on vacation and I told her it was sort of a long story: we’d bought a house in Florida and were fixing it up to rent out during Florida’s high season. But… we still have a base in Pennsylvania and we slow travel a lot and…

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