It appears that my husband and I, in spite of our careful planning and his near obsessive attention to detail, have overlooked one of the factors of our move to Portland. All of our discussions and hand-wringing about finances (which are difficult) and logistics (not quite as complex as we'd thought) and emotional strength (surprisingly... Continue Reading →
Why Here, Why Now?
Me moving to Portland has come as a shock to some people, and that's understandable. Boom, guess what, Tim's moved 1800 miles away. More than a couple of people have done a pretty good head-spin/bug-eyes move upon hearing this news. We've lived in the Midwest our entire adult lives; we've lived in Chicagoland the last... Continue Reading →
What a Nice Young Man
I hear that a lot about Thomas, our youngest. From teachers to neighbors to his co-workers, he impresses everyone with his sweetness, his kindness. He is really a wonderful kid. I met him when he was 4 years old. I dreamed of him years before I met him, though, in one of my more profound,... Continue Reading →
Just Us
With our middle child preparing to head off to university this fall, and our youngest eager to follow that same path next fall, we are starting to grasp the stark reality of the phrase "empty nest." That being, the nest will actually be... empty. We see bits and pieces of what that will be like... Continue Reading →
Anchor chains, plane motors, and train whistles
Do you know that scene in It's A Wonderful Life where George, having attended the last S&L board meeting after his father's death, delivers a rousing "f*ck you" to Mr. Potter and storms out? As he's turning to leave for his delayed freshman year of college, hat tilted determinedly over one eye, Uncle Billy stops... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 