I am surprised at how quickly I felt at home here in New York. I expected to take a little longer to feel comfortable. To get my rhythm. To find my feet. But almost immediately things feel very natural. Even things that should not feel natural fall into place. There are serious compartmentalizations that have… Read More New York Reflections
(a poem from earlier this summer)
Let’s see… where did I leave off? Right… I drove the car back to Massachusetts from Florida in early July. From there we hit the acceleration button. We quickly organized our next move of items to the family camp in New Hampshire. Mom and Dad were already up there, enjoying their summer away from the… Read More The Anatomy of Nomading Part 2
How can you tell when you’re going to fit in to a new place? Sometimes, you won’t know for a while. And sometimes, you walk into a Goodwill and feel right at home. Hello, my people!!! I, too, only dress in black until they invent something darker. Truly, I am where I belong. So, yes,… Read More How can you tell?
This was our last weekend in New Hampshire before the youngest goes off to University. It’s interesting to think that M and E are fourth generation to be at our summer camp on the river. When you’ve been coming to a place literally since before you were born, it’s easy to take some things for… Read More Nostalgic Trails
We interrupt these nomadic wanderings and pondering with inconvenient health issues. I started out with the best of intentions and lofty goals of daily writing. But then, in the middle of my well-laid plans, I get smacked with needing two surgeries within a month of each other. One on my back and one on my… Read More *grumble grumble*
What did we need to do to prepare for this next phase? Nothing short of the most complicated project I have ever managed. It involved a giant dry erase whiteboard calendar, several spreadsheets, a handful of cross-state trips, and more patience and foresight than I initially thought. To try and capture it here will also… Read More The Anatomy of Nomading Part 1
Let’s start writing in earnest, shall we? It’s clear to me that I am in a pivotal pause. A moment in time. I am finding myself conflicted. Willing time to slow down. Willing time to hurry up. Wanting to see what the next chapter will bring. Wanting to stay in this beautiful space for longer… Read More A Pivotal Pause
Empty Nest Wanderings 