where i am at

This song was running through my head as I was packing up our little house in the pines this past week. Anyone remember this song? If so, you are probably old like me.

It's a tragedy to see the dream is over. And I never will forget the day we met...

Yes, I am being ridiculous. Its a tongue in cheek sort of making fun of my own sentimentality in an effort to cloak my actual extreme sadness over leaving that little house....but...ONWARD and UPWARD..RIGHT??


Photos below courtesy of our lovely and talented neighbor Laura Clawsen.

where i am at

...is thinking of my dear city of Boston, where I spent college and grad school years, where I met dada and left a piece of myself, and trying not to let the kids see me cry when I read the news. But mommy, little man says, what's wrong? No, something is wrong, you have tears! Why?

And the lyrics dont fit, but I keep singing this song in my head, all my thoughts and energies praying for this amazing city by the sea.