Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
I’ve mentioned before that I often find myself weepy when I’m in Ireland. If you know me at all, you’re aware that’s atypical of me. I’m not known to be a crier. On the occasions that I do get teary, it’s likely to be about children and animals, not songs or physical gestures. Last week, though, … Continue reading Writer’s tears
So far, the wettest thing (other than the Irish Sea - more on that in a minute), has been my cheeks. There’s something about being in Ireland, regardless of the number of times I’ve visited, that makes me weepy. When I visited Ireland the very first time, all flights from the states stopped at Shannon … Continue reading An eternal present
My youngest son recently began his last year as a teenager causing me to deeply exhale. I’ve been parenting teenagers for about 14 years now and frankly, I’m exhausted. There have been a lot of challenges and poor decisions made along the way, on both sides, and while I'm not one to wish time away, … Continue reading Hey, 19
Although I read a lot of books (I’m on my 11th of this new year already), it isn’t often that I find one which speaks to whom I was as a young teen and whom I am now strive to be as a school librarian. Katie Van Heidrich’s memoir, The In-Between, told in verse, manages to … Continue reading For lost girls looking to be found
My mood was good when I woke up Tuesday morning. I had slept well and felt rested, had an outfit planned out and solved my early morning puzzles, a daily exercise to wake up my brain. Bonus: the hair that was wet when I went to bed, looked perfectly fine. A couple of hours later, … Continue reading Speaking of days, it was one
There was a time in my life when I worked hard to follow and maintain holiday traditions. Some weirdly potent combination of recalled childhood moments, impressions of how other families celebrated and a desire to create lasting memories for my own sons, caused me to hold tightly to what I believed were irrefutable and defining … Continue reading Thanksgiving (isn’t just a) Day
I’m not going to lie - when the special evening in Woodstock which had been planned for my birthday had to be canceled because of a family event, I was less than happy. I’d never been to a Ramble before and I was looking forward to making a night of it, including drinks at Silvia, … Continue reading Let’s go (to) Brandon!
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