Look-Backs, interrupted
Naturally, a day that comes around only once every four years is a day that gets people thinking about where they were in their life the last time this day came around. I’ve seen some great posts about it — … Continue reading
Naturally, a day that comes around only once every four years is a day that gets people thinking about where they were in their life the last time this day came around. I’ve seen some great posts about it — … Continue reading
I’m back in New York today, and it feels like an abandoned library, quiet and dusty, like someone forgot to put out the “closed until the New Year” sign on the bridges and tunnels. And I am okay with that. … Continue reading
As with most things in my life, I go through phases when it comes to writing Christmas letters. This year, I’m back on the horse, inspired by some beautiful cards I found at a shop in Hoboken, where three separate … Continue reading
I am sitting here researching pie recipes for Thanksgiving. The house across the street has twinkling lights strung up over its windows. This week I’ll drive out to my sister’s place in PA, which feels like such a holiday thing … Continue reading