Taking Stock

/ / Making… time for this short post… because I haven’t taken stock in a while . Cooking… …well, if one can call microwaving popcorn cooking, then… popcorn . Drinking… black cherry/concord grape juice… Continue reading

Before December

/ / I never really get excited about photography in November. At least not in the non-people-picture sense. Usually, when I think of November, I think of dreary… especially toward the end. All… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or two} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Posing patiently for a Christmas card photo and making snowballs in front of Anysia’s tree. . . .… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or two} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—in the driveway sporting his new winter coat. . . . .

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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—With Mr. B reading a comic book from the library. {I live with Batman and a gnome… so I… Continue reading

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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Waiting by the front door for trick-or-treaters to stop by so he can give them his best tigerly roar.… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or two} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Playing in the leaves down the street from our house and performing in his Batman costume standing… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or two} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—On a leaf walk with me in our neighborhood. . . . .

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“A portrait {or five} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Sitting in our driveway enjoying the Fall weather and fallen leaves while we wait for Dada to… Continue reading

There Was a Caesar Salad, But This Time, No Breakdown. And the Grief? I’ve Been Noticing How the Landscape Has Changed.

/ / So I went to Olive Garden with my husband and son tonight… to celebrate our fourteenth wedding anniversary. This might seem like a strange place for an anniversary dinner. But we… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or three} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Sleeping on the office couch in a position I’ve never seen before… one I just had to… Continue reading

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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Climbing {or trying to} up dada’s back at our annual beach outing for my birthday. . . I have no… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or two} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Napping in mama’s bed. . . It’s rare that he takes naps anymore. And even more rare that… Continue reading

37/52 and a Tree for Anysia

“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Hugging the little wooden box we {bought last December for Anysia’s ashes} just before opening it to spread the ashes out under… Continue reading

Nine Months with Her, Nine Months Without

/ / A perfect storm arose today, and I buckled under it. Somewhere around 4:00 or 5:00, the most surprising and impactful unexpected wave of grief came up from behind and struck me down.… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or three} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Learning to float on his back during bath time. . . . He just started doing this on… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or eight} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Rocking in his chair before I move everything out of his room to sweep. . . . I… Continue reading

Quintessential Summer – County Fair

/ / Oh, happy day! I hesitate to start my post this way… while there’s so much darkness, evil or heartache going on all around the world. But my writing about something good… Continue reading

I See Them, But Do You See Them?

/ / Last night, I happened upon the trailer {below} for a documentary film about Dorothea Lange and her photography. I so look forward to seeing the film in its entirety, and I wrote a… Continue reading

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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Smiling with sheer delight at the thought of dumping ice water over his mama’s friend’s head. . . . Last week,… Continue reading

Sometimes All You Need is Your Red Bike, Some Grape Juice, a Sandwich, Popcorn and Minions, and a Friend… a Really Good Friend

/ / This will be the first of several “how we spent our summer” photo dumps here. Today’s is from our picnic last week. Yesterday, I spent more time than I would have… Continue reading

The Dust of His Feet

/ / Some days, Mr. B and I talk about how we feel like there is a dark cloud over every part of life. From the very small… or over the smallness that… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or two} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Ready to get going for his first day of preschool, then exhausted after his first day of preschool. . . .… Continue reading

I Won’t Ever Understand

/ / This won’t be a well-written post. I’m tired. And all I have energy for is just whatever’s there as it comes out. Not even an attempt to say it eloquently. We lost… Continue reading

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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—At the beach, looking for rocks while, unknowingly, a canvas of sparkling light. . . . As was the case… Continue reading

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“A portrait {or two} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—With Mr. B hangin’ out at the county fair. . . . I know there’s not really a… Continue reading

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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Hangin’ out with us in our room before bedtime… discovering the mirror that’s awaiting to be attached to his new… Continue reading

The Parts of Our Days

/ / We had a weekend full of house updating {finally painting our hallway white so that we can finish our floors once and for all}. It felt wonderful to finish up another… Continue reading

29/52… Mid-Century Modern Playroom Edition

“A portrait {or three} of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—As recently found, on three separate occasions, in his ever-evolving bedroom/playroom. I get the feeling he likes it… Continue reading

The Lighter Side

/ / I thought I would post the photos from our mini excursion last Sunday to Illinois Beach State Park in an effort to show the lighter side of life right now. I… Continue reading

Parts One, Two and Three

/ / How Long, O Lord? To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. . How long, O LORD? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How… Continue reading