I had a conversation recently with a woman a bit older than I. She was retiring from a job she had held for 15 or 20 years, a job she had done very well for all of those years. It hadn't paid her much, but her true calling had been motherhood and she had only … Continue reading Fear of travel
Category: aging
The burgermeister
They say you can pick your friends, but you can’t pick your family, however that hasn’t been my experience. When you don’t meet your first relative (other than your mother and brother) until you’re 22 years-old, having family is very much a choice. With complete honesty, I can say that finding and getting to know … Continue reading The burgermeister
Are your ducks all in a row?
Have you ever chaperoned a field trip? At this point in my life, I've accompanied quite a few bus loads of students to destinations like NYC, Montreal and, as of today, Boston. I take the responsibility pretty seriously and spend an inordinate amount of time counting my charges, hoping to consistently arrive at the same … Continue reading Are your ducks all in a row?
PS L+L v2
I've written before about some of what I've learned from owning a business, specifically a restaurant. I recently reread that piece and, while every single thing I said at that time remains true, I was struck more by what I didn't say. It was pretty friggin vague in a lot of ways. I went into … Continue reading PS L+L v2
Mythical beast baby
This kid has flow like a river. Maybe that's what you get when you give a child a middle name like Hudson. He's got such a wonderful warmth to him, always generous with the hugs, and people simply like him. It's charm at its most essential. In a hundred ways he reminds me of me, … Continue reading Mythical beast baby
This one very moment
Note: for suggested soundtrack for reading the following post click here. Despite my best attempts (hello, hefeweizen!), during quiet moments on this trip my mind has been busy. I suppose it's to be expected considering all of the things going on - in the world, during this trip and in my life. I had a … Continue reading This one very moment
Easter – a new covenant
When I was a child, Easter meant a new dress and shoes, chocolate for breakfast and ham for dinner and maybe an egg hunt. Those were good days, but there was never a better Easter than the one I had this year. The day started with mass in the magnificent cathedral in Neustadt. This was … Continue reading Easter – a new covenant
