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And We Find Ourselves Back at the Beginning

Hi, everybody. Are you good? Did you have a nice summer? Or have you forgotten summer now that most schools are in session so you’re busy pulling out the sweaters and warm boots because YAY I DON’T HAVE TO SUNSCREEN THE CHILDREN ALL THE TIME NOW? I hear you. I mean, I’m not in a hurry, or anything. But the mornings are now quiet without the singsong of our neighborhood birds. The light is different–almost flatter, if that makes sense–and the air outside seems subdued. The season is changing over, quieting down. And I think I’m happy with that–I love autumn–even if, in my world right now, a quiet season doesn’t always mean a quiet life. I owe you an update on my mom. I’ll post something more detailed soon, but in a nutshell, she’s beaten her prognosis (we’re now almost a year out from her diagnosis), has completed treatment (other than a twice-monthly chemo infusion to keep her brain swelling in check), and is working to get her muscles stronger so she can walk…

And They Don’t Know the Difference

It was a last-minute decision to go. Saoirse had off school the Friday before Labor Day, and I’d asked Dave if he could maybe take off work. We didn’t take a vacation this year–didn’t even schedule a “staycation”–because we were so hoping we could swing a real one. I knew we wanted to do something together, just us, that day–one last hurrah, sort of, a redemptive hurrah, of sorts, to say, “okay, at least we did our best.” When you buy a new house the same summer your only brother gets married half a country away, “did our best” is the best you can do. And that’s okay. We ended up going to the National Aquarium, in Baltimore. Just for the day. Just us. Jellyfish. Sharks. Fish striped like one of the throw pillows I used to keep on the couch. The kids were mesmerized. I kind of missed that pillow. Saoirse could have watched the dolphins the entire weekend, if we’d have risked the whole getting-arrested-for-trespassing part. We did not buy souvenirs. We…