Nature lover, animal lover, occasional writer, nanny, tea drinker, Massachusetts transplant to the Midwest.
Your Dog is a Dog
I want to start this with honesty. I do not have children. I am not sitting in the smug place of parenthood, knowing that I know things people who don't have children can never know. I do not know those things. I also want to be clear that I'm not here to sell anyone on how great kids are, or how they will magically make your life better. If you know you want a child-free life, more power to you. My younger self didn't understand that, but, more than a decade later, I understand both the gravity of raising and teaching children, and the reality that not everyone is cut out for it. I'm now old enough to have seen some friends who, though they love their children, do not love being parents.
If the Shoe Fits
It happened on a Saturday morning, summer bright and full of promise. It took Lucy a moment to understand that what she was hearing- a quick rap, sharp and commanding- was a knock at the door, not part of a dream.
Dear Hadley: A Love Letter
Dear Hadley, My sister can't understand my attachment to you. She rolled her eyes when I added a “Welcome to Hadley” sticker to a recent online order. I don't entirely understand it myself. You are, like many small towns, a bit insular, a bit incestuous, and, like so many small New England towns in particular, anachronistic and resistant to change. You were not always a happy place for me- our family never quite fit, I know. I could write this letter to the whole of my darling Valley, and it would not be any less true, and perhaps filled with an even greater love. But for so many years, you were home base. Love comes when there is time and space for roots to grow, and that is what you gave me.