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Oh, brother!
Each step of this reunion journey is like unwrapping another present. Having talked with Chris, one of my half-brothers, by phone and on Facebook, I’ve arranged to have lunch with him; Pat, my first mother; and Chris’ wife, Jill; in a few weeks, when Basil, Catherine and I will be nearby for a college tour. … Continue reading
A grave error
These sorts of things seem only to happen to Basil. This weekend, while attending a relative’s funeral, he found himself in the wrong place at the right time. He took back roads from the church to the cemetery to avoid getting caught in cross-town traffic, and was rather smug that he made the trip as … Continue reading
Flashback Friday: Just Beachy
In honor of snowquester (here in Connecticut we escaped with just about 4 inches and yet another snow day that we must repay on April break) I give you this: Seagull Beach in Cape Cod, August 2003. Catherine was 7; Basil was far less … gray, and I think those swim trunks have shrunk in … Continue reading
You can’t touch that dial
Right now in our house, several piles of Basil’s cleaned and folded laundry have sat for days collecting dust while they wait to be tucked in the bureau. At least three pairs of his shoes silently mark their most recent steps. Mail towers in several clumps — on the buffet, scattered on the desk upstairs, … Continue reading
Forget the forks; this dish just needed to be tossed
In the world of culinary efforts, there are winners and losers. Tonight, we lost. Desperate for a little something different and inspired by a microwave rice dish my friend served two weekends ago, I tried a slow-cooker risotto. It seemed simple enough. I could plop everything in there, let it bubble away while I got … Continue reading
Adoption search and reunion bring host of unexpected gifts
I can’t tell you how many people I’ve made cry these past few weeks. Relatives. Friends. Acquaintances. Strangers. I’ve watched them all well up, one by one, time and again. It’s not what you think. I haven’t morphed into a monster (or brought my household drill sergeant persona out of the house). Turns out the story … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 