A Year of Firsts

Rediscovering magic in the everyday.

Writing

  • Summer Check In: 8 months

    If getting through January is like watching concrete dry, then August is like pouring honey into a cup of tea; it’s golden and sticky and sweet, and while it looks slow and lazy, it disappears way too fast.  I can’t believe school is starting here in just a few days (I know it’s already started Read more

  • Death on Vacation

    It’s been challenging to write weekly over the summer. Partially because my daughter is home with me everyday and alone time is more scarce, and also because my brain is constantly boiling and after using it for the non-optional tasks, there is not much left. And yes, I do have AC, but somehow while that Read more

  • Knots

    I remember my dad packing a bunch of something in the back of a truck with me. I don’t know if it was one of the many times I moved, or a vacation, or some other occasion where I was moving a bunch of stuff from point A to point B. He would remind me Read more

  • This week, my husband pointed out that our kousa dogwood had its first ever blossoms. Several years ago my mother-in-law, knowing that I really wanted one, came to visit and presented me with a long stick with a root ball that she had placed in her trunk. When I asked her what it was, she Read more

  • The other day, I was grabbing a coffee with a mom friend of mine. I got into a conversation with the woman behind the counter about eyewear: contacts versus glasses, bifocals, the cost of all this, etc. The barista had a lot to say, and she had a method she had discovered for stretching her Read more

  • I have meandered back and forth from my original intention here – which was to document the new things I do this year.  One thing I was interested in was planning some kind of event, and doing something fundraiser-y that wasn’t my job. For those who don’t know, I have been a non-profit fundraiser for Read more

  • Stories from Earth Day

    This week was the 55th Earth Day, and aside from some fun social media posts, and participating in my annual Town Wide Cleanup for the 3rd year in a row, I didn’t think too much about it.  The town clean up is an “on your own schedule” affair, with the town providing bags, rubber gloves, Read more

  • This morning I was getting River ready for the bus, doing a few items on my own to-do list, and mentioned I was thinking about what to write today. River knows I love writing, and that I do it all the time, and she is aware of the blog, but hasn’t read it.  Without missing Read more

  • Sinking Into The Sea

    Experiencing so many losses so close together has primed my brain for any messages about the afterlife. The other night, watching The White Lotus (I know…so profound) with my husband I heard the speech by a Buddhist monk, which is decidedly not in keeping with Buddhist writings, but is still pretty nice:  “When you’re born, Read more

  • Garden Walk

    Whenever my mother-in-law would come to visit us, she would hug the people, go to the bathroom, get a glass of water (which would still be half full when she left), and then, “How about a garden walk?” It was always in that order of priority. And always, without fail, at every visit, the plants Read more