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the search for a new language

*** In short, we can live inside our fear for the future or we can say to hell with it and run alongside her as she blazes a path that leads us unwittingly to our own self-acceptance as we guide her to hers. And we can invite everyone with whom we come into contact to … Continue reading

physical

* As many of you know, this was not the easiest of weekends in the Diary household. As a matter of fact, it pretty much sucked. But in the middle of it, this happened. And today, this is where I am training my lens — on a small moment that was anything but small. On … Continue reading

miss alysia’s playhouse

~ On the wall at SenseAbility ~ On Sunday afternoon, The Wilsons piled our little traveling yard sale into the car and headed out on a very special mission. We were finally going to see the results of my dear friend, Alysia’s labor of love, the Senseability Gym in Hopedale, MA. To be clear, we … Continue reading

our roller coaster

~ Katie’s concert would be starting soon. Brooke and I found seats in the auditorium while Luau manned the PTO’s pizza sale in the lobby. Brooke passed the time making a list of names on the iPad. We have thousands of them; the lists. They’re everywhere — soothing, calming, orderly. We were early enough that … Continue reading

what i wish i could tell you

~ I feel like I do this a lot. That I tell you that there are so many things that I want to tell you – that I would tell you – if only I had the time. Of course it’s a nifty trick, this. Because by telling you what I wish I had time … Continue reading

shooting stars

* Today is Color Day at Brooke’s camp. There will be games and contests. Competition. Camaraderie. Team spirit. She will not be there. Green – she was going to be on the green team. She won’t be. She will, as per her ardent request (more of a desperate plea, really) have color day at home. … Continue reading

his body does his feelings

Brooke, doing happy – Katie and I are chatting as we walk. Well, Katie’s chatting. I’m listening. And trying to keep up. Good Lord, this child can talk a blue streak. Yes, I know, she comes by it honestly. Thank you. She’s talking about a boy in her class who she assumes (and we know) … Continue reading

28 minutes

— Diary of a Mom Big community building event at the girls’ school tonight. Cover me, Dan O, we’re going in. * Diary of a Mom We lasted 28 minutes. And by God I’m calling every one of them a victory. #HolyChaosBatman * Diary of a Mom dear NT mom selling pizza at the school … Continue reading

right on time – from hopeful parents

– Way back in November (is it just me or does November feel like a lifetime ago, seriously?) I wrote the following: As some of you may remember, I used to write once a month for a site called Hopeful Parents. I loved my time there.  I adore the site and everything that it stands for. … Continue reading

fair, redux

. The plan for today is the Radio City Christmas Spectacular with Uncle Paul and his family. When he first suggested it, we were just coming off of our success at Godspell and I felt emboldened to try. But anxiety is running HIGH this morning and Mama’s confidence is waning. *gulp*  ~ Diary’s Facebook Status, Saturday … Continue reading