Greta, age 5, has put together in her brain that babies are made by God and Mother Nature, and they grow in moms’ bellies across the universe. Totally makes sense. I am comfortable with her believing this for the time being. Carver does not yet care where babies come from, unless they are baby… Continue reading The Holy Trinity: God, Mother Nature, and Patrick Swayze
While hiking with my Girls of Summer last week, one 16 year old known for her tough interview questions asked me if I’d ever been in love BEFORE Geoff. Girls have a way of asking questions on those occasions when they trust you that you need to answer as honestly as possible. Other questions included:… Continue reading To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before…Well, Actually, to Your Parents…
This blog about addiction and recovery has been brewing for months actually. But most recently, I have run into former students of mine in various spots around town who are in different steps in the process of recovery–whether it be from alcohol, prescription pain meds, or even heroin. These were great kids in high school,… Continue reading More Support Needed for Recovery in our Hometowns
This one right here. This one with spunky, waterlogged, blond pigtails, wet from swimming, giant blue eyes inherited from her flirty father, and her perfect white chiclet teeth. Yes her. She is headed to kindergarten this fall, following on the short heels of her brother. She is ready. I am ready. She asked the… Continue reading How Heading to Kindergarten is a Little Like Leaving for College…Only Different
I have this friend from college, Emily Cobb Henry, who writes these amazing notes for many mom friends in her life around Mother’s Day. This gift is unlike many others, requiring no money or space on a shelf collecting dust that would just mock me daily–just hours of precious time. She is a talented writer… Continue reading On the Day Before Mother’s Day…
T-ball is perhaps the most dangerous sport I’ve ever experienced- as a coach or athlete- twentyish preschoolers and kindergarten friends wielding bats, throwing errant balls (still hard and hurtful despite being “soft”), wearing mitts with little intention or ability of actually catching. And when the ball does mysteriously land in the glove, we celebrate… Continue reading The Perils of T- Ball…
Frank Aurelio is as classic as Clark’s itself, but quick to tell me he was not “the original wolfman.” However, to speak with him individually about his Wolfman days was easier than the collective group of aspiring wolfmen back stage. For the first time since my Connecticut College days working for the The College Voice,… Continue reading In Search of the New Wolfman for Clark’s Trading Post
Twelve year old Silas Weeden, ranked 1st regionally and 13th nationally for freestyle, is headed out to Copper Mountain in Colorado to compete in the National Championships. He’s been hucking himself off of jumps at the Kanc since he could walk basically, and this year had the opportunity, through both Loon Mountain and Loon Mountain… Continue reading Local Lin-Wood Loon Mountain Freestyler Heads to Nationals at Copper
Abraham Lincoln once penned a note to the world regarding his young son beginning school: “Teach him, gently, World, but don’t coddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel.” I am grateful to have had the Merrimack Youth Association, travel soccer leagues, and truly incredible coaches from recreation straight through college. But… Continue reading In Honor of Great Coaches…
Heather Ehrman Krill: The "Write" Kind of Coach 