Life, motherhood, existential crisis. Oh, and moving from Hollywood to the farm. That too.
From the category archives:
Last week, my first love, a boyfriend from the end of high school and the first half of college, died suddenly, and accidentally, while traveling far from home. I hadn’t seen him in 15 years, but in the last 3 or 4, we talked regularly, if not frequently. I had last spoken to him in [...]
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“When we’re with people who bring out our essential selves, our words flow effortlessly, the energy is positive, we tell funny jokes, people laugh. There’s a sense of complete understanding that comes from being on the same wavelength with two essential selves.” –Martha Beck
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It occurred to me this morning as I waited for the kettle to boil, that my life here is much smaller, or perhaps, narrower, than the one I had in Los Angeles. But I mean this as a compliment. Here, I more often know the sources of the objects I interact with, the things I [...]
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“As a writer, I have to believe in invisible things.” –Roger Rosenblatt, being interviewed on NPR about his memoir, Making Toast, which I now must read, just because its writer had the genius to say those ten words.
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