Today I woke up to the smell of coffee and waffles. Lovely and familiar, bringing back memories of Sunday breakfasts over the years. Now that the kids are gone we don't really make big productions anymore, but Grace is here for a bit and Scott is making us a nice breakfast. I have so many … Continue reading Sunday Breakfast
Month: March 2018
Ireland, I Offer This Toast!
St. Patrick's Day is near, near enough to make me think of Ireland. Near enough to make me think of Ireland and family history. Ireland and Mark Hunt, an ancestor of my husbands who left his descendants a gift. A gift in the form of a journal from a childhood spent in Ireland. This gift, … Continue reading Ireland, I Offer This Toast!
Wonder. One More Small Thought About Anchorage
Anchorage feels anonymous and distant until a stranger, an older woman with large arms and soft skin hugs me, looks at me, really looks at me like she knows me, and tells me I look just like my mom. Suddenly, I am home again.
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