attic via kimberlyanncoyle.com

The house is quiet. I woke up and lay in bed alone for an hour thinking my thoughts. When I have time and silence, it's always a surprise what shows up. Memories scramble out from the dusty attic of my middle-aged brain, memories I haven't thought about in a long time--the day my twenty-one year old … [continue]

A certain slant of light

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We've been back in the US for a year now. Last summer, we sent the kids off to summer camp from our temporary home (a hotel room), and they came back to a new house with mostly empty cupboards and a few blank rooms . This summer, we sent them from a house stuffed to overflowing, from rooms filled … [continue]

Rubies: on parenting older kids

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My little one went to the Farmer's market with the neighbors and a few bucks in her pocket. She picked cherries the color of rubies from a bin and she filled half a brown paper bag with them. She brought them home and pulled them from her backpack with pleasure written all over her face.  "I bought … [continue]

Delightful discoveries

singular via kimberlyanncoyle.com

I discovered most of my friends’ hidden talents by accident. I walked into a café and found a dear friend’s photographs hanging proudly on the walls, a label in the right hand corner of each frame alerting me her work was for sale. One friend stood up to sing karaoke during a summer evening out, and … [continue]

Online and off

mags via kimberlyanncoyle.com

All over the internet, I'm reading about people taking a break from the online noise. Can I add a resounding YES? Let me be the one-millionth person to say that I need a break from the constant onslaught of new media. I need less Twitter and Facebook in my life, mostly because I need to take a deep … [continue]