I met Bob the summer that Violet was born. By this time, we had lived in our house for 6 years and I had walked past Bob’s house – a remarkable, purple-pink cape rimmed by a sea of day lilies – countless times on my way to our neighborhood park. But we didn’t meet until
The following is a guest post from Christina Engel. Christina is a full-time paralegal, wife and mom. Her daughter Mollie was born in 2008, and her son Jacob was born 15 months later in 2009. She was born, raised and still lives in Wethersfield and absolutely loves her town and the people who call it their
There are truly exceptional people who walk this earth. They manage to positively change the lives of the people they meet simply by existing. Maybe it’s their infectious personality, their capacity to love without judgment, or their ability to be completely real with their emotions that people are drawn to. Whatever it is, I know
they did not tell me it would hurt like this no one warned me about the heartbreak we experience with friends where are the albums i thought there were no songs sung for it i could not find the ballads or read the books dedicated to writing the grief we fall into when friends leave
The Hamilton soundtrack has been in heavy rotation in our house for several months now, partly in preparation for a planned Broadway adventure on Lili’s upcoming birthday – but mostly because it’s awesome. Lili digs the varied genres of music incorporated into the score, I enjoy the history and creative wordplay. Two songs have felt
Twenty years ago, I walked into dog rescue quite literally by accident. While home from France for the winter holidays, I went with my bestie Carey to the Connecticut Humane Society to help search for her first dog. Initially reluctant to join her, I thought seeing all the undeservingly homeless dogs would break my heart. Which, predictably, it
I had my first encounter with hate this week from a family member, someone I loved and trusted. It shook me. The bathroom debate has stirred up a lot of fear, hate, and anger. Some of it from surprising places. Until I stop and think about it. And then…maybe not. We sent out cards to
Our good friend and honorary “Auntie” Jill passed away over a year ago. Her funeral was held on my 37th Birthday. We mourned well into the summer that year and whenever I visit her Nursing Facility, I grieve. My children grew up visiting the Nursing Home to see Auntie Jill and Grandma Joyce, a weekly
I’m really lucky that I’ve been blessed with incredible in-laws. My father-in-law (FIL) and mother-in-law (MIL) are awesome and my grams-in-law was too. Unfortunately grams passed away this past Thursday and we laid her to rest yesterday. I was inspired by many of the posts here last week about remembering loved ones and the importance
My father-in-law passed away in March and this is our first Thanksgiving without him. Thanksgiving was “his” holiday. He loved it above any other (although 4th of July was a close second). When J and I became “serious” about each other and started spending holidays together, Thanksgiving went to his family and we spent Christmas
