The month before Lorenzo died, we—he and I—traveled home to California. We did laps in my mom’s pool. We had a picnic in my friend Emily’s backyard as her older daughter played on the swing set and her younger, just … Continue reading
To suggest it’s been a good year for grief is to say that it’s also been a bad year for loss. And we’re only half way through. Loss marks the lives of those who remain every year. Lately, however, people … Continue reading
We hear a lot about “attachment parenting.” There are varying schools of thought, but I embraced much of it my first year with H. because several of its tenants—babywearing, breastfeeding, responding to baby’s cues—fell in line with my instincts. It … Continue reading
First, some humor on building a life someplace new. Oh, how I appreciate this. We especially need community when we’re starting over in some way, and that can be when it feels most out of reach. Thus far, Ruby is … Continue reading
We did it! We successfully managed our 24-hour voyage with a baby, a dog, and about a month’s worth of luggage for our temporary home base back in the US of A. Somewhere in that process, we repatriated ourselves. We … Continue reading