Category Archives: Separation anxiety

epiphany

Rarely are the events in our lives linear, rarely do they make much sense, but if we bend them a little, fold this bit back, bring this part to the front, artfully arrange the pieces not quite the way they … Continue reading

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divorce weary

Not long after I got home from the hospital my lawyer’s secretary called me. I wasn’t sure why; things that are so obvious to Italians are sometimes not clear to me at all. Dutifully, I went to the appointment and … Continue reading

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real

Today feels like the first true day of fall. It stormed last night and was still very dark when I woke up this morning, but the sky brightened to a brilliant blue and the air was crisp and cool for … Continue reading

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first days of summer

Yesterday was Labor Day in Italy and almost everything was closed, including schools and shops and businesses, but not our town pool, which picked the holiday to kick off the summer season. They opened the outdoor pools and water slides, … Continue reading

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what makes a life

It is usually none of their business, but they ask anyway. They want to know where the boys’ father is. And then they almost always say to her, “Ah, ma sei giovane. Ti rifarai una vita.” You are young. You’ll … Continue reading

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one year on

There are good days and there are bad. Some days start out well but then take a turn for the worse. There is no telling, really, how it will go. There could be, for example, a long string of very … Continue reading

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life in the present

Our holiday party was a success! We invited a few families over and the children ran around like wild animals while the grown-ups and the babies crowded around the Christmas cookies and mulled wine. I also made a pumpkin pie … Continue reading

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