A couple of months ago, a friend of mine posted about why she blogs. Then posed the question to her readers - why do you blog? I've been meaning to answer that question here since she posed it and only got around to it tonight -- more than four months later. Months in which I've been unusually quiet in this space. Now I'm not sure whether the question ought to be why do you blog or why don't you, but I imagine the answers are intimately intertwined.
We've been doing our best to settle into our new home in our new (old) city. We've spent our evenings cleaning and unpacking. We've spent our days setting up utilities and getting library cards and researching banks and credit unions. We've mostly spent our weekends catching up with family. And unpacking more boxes. Oh my gods, the boxes. This week, I decided it was time for some long overdue fun. So I reached out to some...
Last Tuesday, my girls and I were traveling through Brooklyn in a cab, leaving our beloved city for the last time, on our way to the airport. Chicago-bound. This Tuesday? We have an apartment in an old home in a downtown area of a quaint little suburb. I’m currently alone in my mother-in-law’s kitchen watching an epic thunderstorm roll across the prairie. We own a minivan. I’m waiting for my head to stop spinning, but I’m...
So. We did it. We're Chicagoans again. The girls and I arrived yesterday (Tues) via plane. T-Bone arrives tomorrow via U-Haul truck. Moving is hard. I cried as we left Brooklyn yesterday. I cried saying good-bye to our BFFs the night before. And then I had a great big extended Ugly Cry after the elevator doors shut behind them as they left. I continue to tear up every time I think about the end of our weekly...
I’ve talked a fair amount about my “village” here — the people who help me raise my kids, from both near and afar, particularly my closest mom friends. There’s Emma + Egon, our BFF’s who live in our neighborhood and are a vital part of our everyday lives here in Brooklyn, and there are Dre and Amber, who both live in Maryland but are still a part of my everyday life… via text message....
