This time last year I was home on medical leave, and my soon-to-be-husband was working morning shifts. He would wake around 2:00 am, which didn’t bother me much since IContinue reading >>
To want something other than vengeance
This morning Boston awoke to read something extraordinary, yet somehow not unexpected, from one of the families most impacted by the horror of the Boston Marathon bombings. They want federal prosecutorsContinue reading >>
Before the blizzard
The fourth Tuesday in January was not my first blizzard. A wicked nor’eastah was blowing in to Boston, and we all knew what to do, but were still giving inContinue reading >>
On a morning when the city is quiet
I woke around five, to my own surprise, and was similarly surprised at how quiet it was. I live in a big city after all, and we are entering theContinue reading >>
What makes us strong
I felt so guilty for not being in Boston when the bombs went off. My phone started buzzing when I was out shopping, over a hundred miles from my belovedContinue reading >>