I don’t write about my husband much. Today is an exception. Matt and I met nearly 16 years ago on a hot and muggy August afternoon during law school orientation. I could tell you that it was love at first sight, that we saw each other and the world shifted…
When I first moved to Chicago 13 years ago, one of the things that intimated me most was the CTA train system, commonly known as the L. Up until that point, my modes of transportation consisted primarily of car, bus, bike, my own feet, and occasionally an airplane. I hadn’t…
Though the weather here in the Midwest indicates otherwise, we are firmly entrenched in Spring. It is now mid-May. Or maybe even late-May depending on your definition. How is that possible? Wasn’t I just writing 2014 on my checks? Wasn’t there just snow on the ground? And weren’t we all…
Let me just start by stating the obvious: I miss you. We’ve been friends for 20, maybe 30 years, and although we have lived in different cities for the majority of that time, there are still days when I miss you so much the bittersweet nostalgia is so strong…
Last night, Teddy announced that he had made me a really awesome card for Valentine’s Day. “At school,” he clarified. “I made a really awesome Valentine’s Day card for you at school.” “You did?” I said. “That’s great. Way to plan ahead.” “Oh wait,” he said, beaming. “Mudder’s Day. I…
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. — Mary Oliver, from “Wild Geese” In March, our family…