“Everyone has a story. Mine began in November of 2000 when I thought I’d given birth to the smallest baby…
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Walking to remember
Turning the calendar page to August is always a little hard for me. There is no denying that we’re entering…
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Unimaginable
We sat around the kitchen table after dinner last night — my son Henry, my husband Steve, and two of…
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Bootcamp & “Boxes”
I am in Florida this month, enjoying my own private writer’s bootcamp for one. By the time my sons went…
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The long walk
Driving out to Hopkinton in the dark on Sunday morning, it was hard to believe that we could possibly walk…
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Touch
I am always a bit melancholic as summer gives way to fall, and this year has been no exception. The…
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