Two!

Judah, how old are you?  Two!  This is a conversation we've been having with Judah several times a day for the past few days.  We never taught him how to say "one," and haven't told him to hold up fingers and say "this many," either.  He's ready to say it,…

Patriotism and peace

I'm not exactly patriotic, so if you are looking for a red-white-and-blue post about America vs. Everyone Else, this won't scratch that itch.  I was born overseas, and the 4th of July was a holiday for us mostly because my Dad liked to light firecrackers and those were available where…

Comfortable.

I remember someone telling me once that she didn't begin feeling comfortable in her own skin until she was thirty.  Thirty!  I wish I could remember who said this to me, because I can assure you the reason I recall the comment is not that I thought it was wisdom-filled.…

A Goodbye (or two)

I wrote this on my old blog, a farewell to that little online space I've loved. Dear Old Blog, I saw your name today for the first time in months.  livelaughgrow.blogspot.com It was written in a very special place, inside the pages of a dear friend's freshly printed book.  A real book!  With our names…

Reality.

David and I had an argument last night.  Is that a taboo topic?  Well, not here.  There certainly are things I wouldn't write about here, but apparently this isn't one of them.  So. It was Labor Day, and thanks to the fact that he's on a clinic month (in residency),…

Wedded Bliss

All the hype is true, folks: marriage really is the ticket to happiness! Ok, maybe not the ticket, as in, the only.  Let's go with a ticket.  There, that's better. But anyway, it's true!  Let me describe my marital bliss.  I am wed to the nicest man alive.  Really.  He…

Still

David doesn't get to be home for lunch very often, but today he was.  We sat around the table and feasted on food he brought home from the physician's lounge at the hospital.  As he was heading out, I caught a view of the sky on one side of our…