Posted in September 2012

LUCK2TUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

* EDITOR’S NOTE: PLEASE NOTE, THE BAKE SALE IS NOW CLOSED. PLEASE CONSIDER MAKING A DONATION DIRECTLY TO THE GOWEN FAMILY AT Luck2Tuck, c/o Webster Bank, 100 Main St. North, Southbury, CT 06488. THANK YOU! What follows was, as you will quickly see, written by a very special guest. One who likes big letters and bold … Continue reading

cheairs

~ My friends – (Is it ok if I call you my friends? Because really, I have come to think of you as my friends) – I can’t begin to tell you what your words meant to me yesterday. Your support, your generosity, your reflection of my deepest, darkest moments back to me in the … Continue reading

hurt is not betrayal

~ I don’t why this moment should feel any different. From the outside at least, it’s identical to countless others. We’re in a booth, tucked into a back corner of the Ninety-Nine, one in a chain of family restaurants that dot the map here in Massachusetts. We’re in the corner because we’ve requested, as we … Continue reading

what i wish i could tell you

~ I feel like I do this a lot. That I tell you that there are so many things that I want to tell you – that I would tell you – if only I had the time. Of course it’s a nifty trick, this. Because by telling you what I wish I had time … Continue reading

free

~ Katie once told me that the ice is where she feels most like herself. Where she is the most free. For years she skated with a team. The coach could not have been sweeter, but the team itself was chaotic. No one ever quite knew which end was up nor where to be and … Continue reading

the emilies

~ ~ People constantly ask why I do this. Why I drag my butt out of bed at this ungodly hour every morning and write my little stories. I do it selfishly, of course. I do it because I know that if I do, I will have a record of all the moments – good … Continue reading

normal

~ Wednesday evening … ~ I’m stuck late at work. Which, given the circumstances, is really, really not helpful. Katie needs her Mama. It’s been a rough few days and I haven’t been around enough. Some narrow minded idiot  A kid in school called her weird. Not exactly a shock that the social dynamics of middle … Continue reading

47 days

* Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek. ~ Barack Obama I am grateful that Liz has begun the process of reaching out to self-advocates. I am hopeful that through her conversations, … Continue reading

lo hicimos

~ OK, friends. Here’s the deal. I have a LOT to tell you about this whole half marathon ordeal. Like a lot. Like enough that I could probably stop writing about anything else and just talk about this until the end of the year. But don’t worry; I won’t. We’ll leave the running talk to … Continue reading