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Twentieth Anniversary
“How did you two meet?” It’s a question I’ve gotten so many times I stopped counting. But I’ve only gotten better at telling the story. In the spring of 1998, at 18-years-old, I took a flight from MacArthur Airport on Long Island to O’Hare International Airport, alone. I flew alone because it was hard enough…
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Boredom Takes a Little While
This weekend my husband and daughters, their friend and I drove down the shore to the Manasquan River near Point Pleasant beach. When you’re from New Jersey (and probably parts of PA), you say “down the shore” not “down to the shore”. It’s a dead giveaway for those in-the-know and those visiting from out of…
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While Traveling With Twins

We planned for a lot of things before our twin daughters arrived, but never leaving the apartment again wasn’t exactly one of them. It did sort of happen for a while after they were born. “Getting ready” wasn’t worth it and somehow became a new thing we constantly talked about. “Do we have everything we…






