Beginnings
Hello, internet. I’ve been remiss. Again. I am finding words hard this winter. Like I’ve lost them in the snow eddies which never cease. It is not the cold silence of depression or the hollow quiet of grief. Just a neutral, white Wordless. I sometimes wonder if all this waiting has me tongue-tied. Comatized. Mind-numbed … Continue reading
Even the light here is different
There are many things I knew would change when we moved to America. Our language would be odd [use the phrase “he threw his toys out’ the pram” and just watch their befuddled faces], our routines unconventional. I fully expected a warehouse-sized grocery store and a wild goose chase or two when I craved the … Continue reading
Frozen: a blast from the past
So here’s the thing: I really, really like Disney movies. I like the adventures, I like the songs. I like the swishy dresses, slapstick sidekicks and saccharine endings. I like them the way I like junk food or politicians — in small quantities, tempered by reality, and without looking too closely at the fine print … Continue reading
Michigan’s Winter Wonderland
All of a sudden winter is here. Last week we took a break from life-altering debates and financial planning to explore northern Michigan. And on a whim, Bean decided it was high time we saw the UP. What’s that you say? What in heavens name is the UP? The UP is Michigan’s Upper Peninsula to … Continue reading
Tawas, Michigan
Sometimes the world hands you magic on a silver platter. While the summer and autumn of adventure have been glorious, exciting and full of love, Bean and I are moving into a new phase of madness. One where all our plans and ideas are more than pipedreams. Where it is time to choose where to … Continue reading
The Return
I thought a break from writing would help me better process the crazy changes in store this autumn and leave space for my private life to flourish, but it seems I was wrong. Writing is, by its essence, an act of processing. To put new things into words requires attentive thought unlike any other I … Continue reading
Oh, Britannia!
We leave in three days. The bags are packed, the tickets bought. The visa is stamped, the car is sold. It is time. While I never expected a wild rushing summer of family politics and working remotely, we’ve covered thousands of miles of country and had countless hugs along the way. Ten weeks ago we … Continue reading
The Plunge
Bean’s visa was approved last week. We left the Embassy and, after a celebratory pitstop in the decadent Selfridges Food Hall, we boarded a river cruise down the Thames. Saying goodbye to London and landing at Greenwich — ground zero; the place where time began — to watch the sunset. Fitting for the beginning of … Continue reading






