Tag: family

Weepy in the light of the full moon

Generally, I’m not much of a cryer. I’m not boasting when I say that. Trust me when I say there are moments when I wish for little more than a sob session to release the emotions that at times well up inside me and practically beg to get out. Honestly, tears would be welcome. But, … Continue reading Weepy in the light of the full moon →

Holiday gifts, 2019

Christmas Eve dinner with all my favorite guys at our favorite Chinese place. Learning the blue jay song on a walk with Jeter at Albany Muni. Now I can identify two bird calls! A new kitchen faucet and dish draining rack, because I’m a 50 something homeowner. The gift of safe travel via train and … Continue reading Holiday gifts, 2019 →

Skiing with my Uncle Wolfgang

Last week’s epic snowstorm provided an unexpected early December treat - the chance to cross-country ski at Albany Muni. I got out there four days and the conditions just kept getting better. It was awesome and Jeter and I loved every minute of it. Other than the first day when I skied with a friend, it was just me, … Continue reading Skiing with my Uncle Wolfgang →

Throwback thanksgiving

When I was a kid I had faux aunts and uncles. There were no true relatives (that I knew about) in the States, so my mother provided close friends who functioned on some level as family. It was a laudable attempt and there were some good people in our lives during those years, some of … Continue reading Throwback thanksgiving →

When silver is golden

Twenty-five years ago today I got married. It was a beautiful day filled with special moments and memories I will never forget. The photographer complained  that the skies were too blue and lacking clouds, yet he still managed to capture images that illustrate what a great day it truly was. I was 27, nearly 28, … Continue reading When silver is golden →

America is not the greatest country in the world

I’m first generation American, a position that gives me, I think, an interesting perspective on this country. I was bilingual until kindergarten when I came home from my half day of school and informed my mother that “this is America and we speak English here.” After that, I no longer was willing to speak German, … Continue reading America is not the greatest country in the world →