I’m a native of Cape Cod. I was born a Red Sox fan. The child of two Bostonians, I had no choice in the matter. As a Fenway disciple, I knew the Red Sox were the good guys and that the Yankees were the enemy. I grew up in the Yastrzemski era and Jim Rice was my brother’s hero. Continue reading Being a Fan During the Good Times and the Sad
In the spirit of summer repeats, I’m posting a blog I wrote for the Family Legacy Center this spring. I promise to get back to producing original material as soon as I get out of my writing funk! Grrrr.
As I disclosed in my earlier guest post for the Family Legacy Center, I write my children letters each year on their birthdays. I then file them away for my kids to read when they’re older. Several people have asked me what I write in these letters and I don’t have an easy answer. Each child and each birthday is different. I mix the good with the bad, the funny with the sad, and try to paint a picture of Barrett, Hunter, Audrey and Camden for each year of their childhood. If one day I’m not there to tell them what they were like at seven, ten or thirteen, they’ll have those birthday letters.
Recently I saw an article on the Huffington Post about a letter that a 73 year-old grandfather wrote to his grandchildren to pass along accumulated bits of wisdom. The guidance aspect of his letter got me thinking. What kind of sage advice would I like to pass on to my children, and their children? Continue reading A Letter to My Children
Carry On Warrior: Thoughts on Life Unarmed
Glennon Doyle Melton is a very popular blogger who inspires readers with her uniquely honest voice. I discovered her about a year ago after I launched my own blog. As with anyone who is new to the creatively diverse community of blogging, I found myself on her site, Mommastery.com. Everyone who I networked with insisted that I check her out, because she’s a blogging rock star.
It’s been two weeks since I posted a road trip update and I have no excuse for the delay. I’ve just had trouble getting motivated! I can’t blame a lack of time either, because we’ve been home for a week. When I last checked in here (I’ve been posting rather consistently at Road Warrior Momma) we were having the time of our lives in Bar Harbor. I miss it, but I have more places to tell you about.
After Bar Harbor, we drove north to Canada. Moncton, New Brunswick was our home base for our Canadian exploration. Driving through New Brunswick was pleasant. The countryside is beautiful, although somewhat desolate. Moncton is nice, much smaller than I had imagined. We stayed on the outskirts of the city, about five miles from downtown. On our first night we had a late dinner because we were very confused about what time it was (long story that you can read about here). We were also a bit surprised by the significant surcharge that was added to our check by the Canadian government. After inquiring, our server told us, “We have lots of things to pay for in Canada.” Okay.