Yesterday I ran a marathon, finished my PhD, lived in a foreign country where I didn’t speak the language. Yesterday …
Author: pgeiger13
Despite her dementia, my Mom is still teaching us how to live and how to love “Now which one is …
I don’t look forward to my birthday. I dread adding another candle to the cake, another circle around the sun. …
I learned to love books from my Mom. As a child I could reliably find my Mom in the study …
The following is an excerpt from an early chapter of my memoir, one week after I arrived Italy, September 2001. …
My Dad paddles furiously at the water, working to get in front of the wave and glide his wide and …
Sometimes I wonder if I am hiding when I write. I’m writing a memoir about a time in my past, …
I am immediately struck by the sweet perfume of flowers, the pungent odor of the fish counter, a whiff of …
My Mom went to a movie the other day. The movie was about a boy, or maybe a man, who …
I’m with my Mom, sitting next to her in a crowded restaurant, and yet I feel alone. I should be …
I pull myself out of my warm bed and shuffle in the dark towards the kitchen to make a pot …
Hello blog (and any loyal readers out there). I’ve missed you! I haven’t written lately because I just plain have …
For me, writing blog posts is very different than writing in a journal. There are pros and cons and I …
I give myself a B for today’s parenting. Breakfast was uneventful (if slightly less than nutritious), the dog was a …
Can you escape the overwhelm when it comes to work and parenting? Brigid Schulte tries to find a way in …
I had the best, unexpected and unplanned Sunday with Charlie. Izzy had a busy social calendar (first grade girls do …