Well, be careful what you wish for. Hours after I wrote that I needed more time alone, Khalil’s nanny tested positive for Covid, and I retreated to our…
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Around 6:30 each morning, he opens the sliding door and screams into the backyard. Come to the yard, birds! It’s safe here. Please hurry! Whatever…
A text from David in late October: Bad news. Some of the rain is coming in the basement. It had been pouring and the wind was bending the trees…
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Last weekend, while at the park near our house, Khalil picked up a ladybug, named it Spotty, and carried it home. On the way, he stopped at the flowers…
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What an autumn, huh? I know we aren’t the only family riding wave after viral wave. I hope that your family is safe and healthy and able to access the…
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On Valentine’s Day, Khalil and I watched a couple of short films on Disney+. In Out, a gay man debates telling his parents about the man he loves. In…
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Usually, it feels like my most pressing updates are about the tiny little watermelon growing in our garden or the baby roots growing from the pothos…
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We are — slowly — sending out holiday cards. They make no mention of a specific holiday or even New Year’s, so if it takes me until April to finish, I…
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Summer in Ontario is beautiful. Instead of the unrelenting curtain of North Carolina humidity, we have crisp evenings and temperate mornings. Because…
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Last night at bedtime Khalil, sporting his blue floral nightgown and back-to-school haircut, puckered his lips and asked for a kiss. I sat on his bed…
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The mergansers are back. And the golden eyes and the mallards. The swans visited a few weeks ago but the ice hadn’t melted yet, so they left. A bald…
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This winter has felt long. Khalil agrees. I think in future years, David and Khalil will take a mid-winter trip somewhere tropical. I am starting to get…
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