Tag Archives: Hudson

What I Did Right

Today my son left his lunch on the kitchen counter, sad little sandwich and peanut butter crackers sitting there, waiting to be remembered. I grabbed a paper bag, wrote his name and his teacher’s name on it in black metallic … Continue reading

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A Brief Note

…in which to say, I am in love. With the sound of bugs thick around me. With being able to walk in my yard in the morning. With Zack’s sweet face staring up at me from the swimming pool. I … Continue reading

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You Call This A Commute?

I am on my first train ride home to Garrison. I expected crushing crowds. I mean, we go past the suburbs, right? Land of Cheever and yuppies and thousands of houses in tightly knit neighborhood? Well, I guess there are … Continue reading

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