There’s no place like home, and after a road trip that was a full day longer than It should have been, there’s really no place like my own bed.
Christmas in Vermont was like a carefully wrapped piece of magic in a red quilted stocking hung with care. It’s wonderfully nostalgic and comforting to spend time [...]

I’m a little nervous about our upcoming trip to Vermont. Well, perhaps nervous isn’t the right descriptor. I’m feeling so many different things it’s difficult to articulate. Sure, there’s always a last minute rush of activity and minor stress as we arrange for someone to watch the house, pack our bags, and make sure I [...]

My husband and I come from two very different worlds. I’ve written before about our cultural differences (he’s Portuguese. I’m American), and our age difference (He’s 63. I’m 36), but one of the most significant differences Kim and I have encountered is that he drank tea while growing up, and I did not.
I’m not talking [...]

I’ve taught memoir writing classes for adults and I remember clearly the most significant stumbling block for students was simply finding a starting point. Here I am about to take on the most significant memoir writing project I’ve ever tackled and I’m trying to remember the advice I used to give while standing in front [...]

All year we have planned to spend the Christmas holiday here in Georgia rather than make our annual trip to Vermont to be with my parents and family. For 11 months I’ve stuck to my guns, shrugged off the guilt, remained determined for Santa to visit Aaron in our own home. Even if I changed [...]