Month: December 2017

12.28.17 mandate

The plan was to convene all four family members for a simple, quiet winter holiday. It was the first time in five years that we would be together for Christmas.

But then reality intervened, in the form of life-threatening illness. Christmas this year was an emergency flight back to the country where the kid has health insurance. Tests, hospitals, specialists. Listening, advising, arguing with doctors, making soup, holding the hand of an adult I still see as my baby.

My child is resilient and will recover, not least because that is the mandate handed down from my own mother. But the business of parenting does not get easier as the kids get older. And I am, once again, humbled by the knowledge of what my mother endured and accomplished.

12.20.17 holidays

Happy holidays!

12.15.17 who

Family tradition: locked in a room somewhere with candy, Moomins, and a whole saved up season of Doctor Who! (Yes, we’re all technically “grown” but who cares)

We’re officially ready.

12.11.17 plath

Sylvia Plath ephemera including Girl Scout uniform, paper dolls, childhood ponytail, Fulbright recommendation, selection of final letters. Smithsonian.

This show was heartbreaking in many ways, not least because it provided visceral illustration of an obvious truth: she was young when she died.

12.09.17 death

Nutshell Studies of Unexplained Death by Frances Glessner Lee / Renwick Gallery DC

12.03.17 quilt

Quilt made from 432 Whig ribbons commemorating Harrison campaign, inauguration, and death. By Abigail Ann Lane, c. 1841 / Smithsonian

12.02.17 society

The Society of the Cincinnati, Washington DC.


12.02.17 pews


12.01.17 house

The Doll’s House (Faith Bradford, 1951 / Smithsonian)