It was the kind of sky that I could have just as easily missed if I'd gone left and walked toward the park, or looked down to tie my shoe. It was the kind of sky that saw me through last winter's cold NYC mornings and chilly conversations at home. The heated exchanges while managing remote learning and the tight hugs after a tough day.
Read MoreA silver lining to moving content around is being able to reread your own writing. I reflected on all the curve balls that have been thrown our way in the last couple of years and am grateful we’re still standing. I was reminded of my love for NYC, even in a pandemic when it seemed everyone else had left. I saw how much older my kids look now, and how their noticings and wonderings have evolved.
Read MoreFor a moment it wasn’t about what is or what if and instead it just was.
Read MoreWe are also reminded how easy it is to take these things for granted, and how wonderful it is to come back together again.
Read MoreI’ll hold on tight, knowing how fast it goes even when it feels like time is standing still.
Read MoreExperiencing that kind of relief and joy has been a long time coming, and to be able to experience it collectively was something I will never forget.
Read MoreRemote school was fine for one of my kids and absolutely painful for the other. Painful for her meant painful for us, and our relationship took a hit on the days we had to manage remote school.
Read MoreSome of us like this heightened level of fall things more than others who are not pictured.
Read MoreI’m having a hard time liking it. This year it has felt like a marathon, and we are crawling toward the ultimate goal of a full day. I’m not sure if I always felt this way, or if it’s because the older two basically started school in 2022 this year (or really Sept. 13 but come on- it was late), but I have been struggling to appreciate this extra time with my sweet G.
Read MoreThe current will pull us out and push us back in, but in the end, we’ll ride the waves just fine.
Read MoreIt was one of those parenting moments when your heart splits into a million little pieces, as you realize your children’s innocence is being chipped away by the realities of the world.
Read MoreNeed someone to listen- just listen and not give advice? You call my mom. Need that pasta bake recipe for the 76th time because you keep forgetting to save it? Call my mom. Don’t know what to do about this phase your kid is in, the hard conversation you just had or the tricky situation at work? Call my mom.
Read MoreI love these kids to the moon and back and I don’t love parenthood.
Read MoreWhile I know we’re not out of the woods just yet, I will continue to celebrate that so many of us are still here, saying hello and recognizing the stories we have to tell.
Read MoreWe have volumes of memories, in both digital and print media. And every time I’m in Maryland, I sit down with the albums, finding so many memories I remember and others that I think I remember, or maybe it’s from looking at those pictures a million times over the last couple of decades.
Photo Credit: Jared Slater
Read MoreIf you look up the definition of mother and focus on the verb form rather than the noun, it reads, "bring up (a child) with care and affection," per the Oxford Languages definition.
Read MoreNo one has the answers of course, so for now we notice and we wonder and we continue to walk toward the light with our lessons learned and our eyes open to new possibilities.
Read MoreNew classroom dynamics, new classmates, new seats. And yet, with all the changes there are so many things that have stayed the same. Teachers and staff looking out for everyone’s well being. Masks stay on. Classroom rules are structured and consistent. And sisters look out for each other.
Read MoreLately it feels like the city is on the verge of exploding into spring. The buds are everywhere, seemingly overnight the daffodils emerged and we’ve only worn our puffy coats a few times in the last two weeks. It feels like a true awakening.
Read MoreOne year ago, C and I set out on a search for Big Foot. We had a great two hours looking for him/her, and then when we got home she fell apart. It was like for a little bit, our city felt normal, but as we got closer to home the reality of the situation became unavoidable.
