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an anniversary

A year and a day ago, Husband and I knelt in front of the departure counter at JFK, enroute to our new home in Abu Dhabi, and played “rearrange the suitcases” because two of our suitcases were over the weight allotment for international travel. Liam slunk behind a pillar so he could pretend he didn’t know us, while Caleb laughed at the sight of stuffed animals, Trader Joe’s multi-grain pancake …

moving:confronting The Stuff

So we’ve moved.  Out of the apartment we’d lived in for ten years and into…nothing. Most of our stuff goes into long-term storage, some stuff already got shipped to Abu Dhabi (where we’re moving into a furnished apartment), and some stuff will get wadded into the suitcases we’re lugging with us to the Middle East. We’ve said good-bye to the apartment where our boys were babies, toddlers, little kids—stages of …

Moving. The Dusty Truth

There is a lot to hate about moving: the endless sorting and sifting of belongings, the eternal search for the right-size boxes, the mess. And then there’s being confronted with the fact that as a housekeeper you rank only slightly above Templeton the rat in Charlotte’s Web. Yesterday as I was pulling books off the shelf to pack them for shipping to Abu Dhabi, I found—not dust bunnies, oh no.  …