Tag Archives: German

Unpacking Memories (98)

Muchos libros. Carlos, the man installing my new windows, said this as he saw me trying to organize the piles and piles of unpacked books stacked haphazardly on shelves in my study. They’re not just books, I told him. They’re memories … Continue reading

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Nine eleven eleven (59)

Today is a day for memories and reflection. After another night of too little sleep, I lay in bed, too tired to get up, and turned on the radio. NPR was broadcasting the ceremony from Ground Zero, where the families … Continue reading

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Speaking un poco español (37)

I call myself a language jock; others might say language nerd. Tomayto, tomahto. Either way, I’ve been fascinated with foreign languages and cultures since I was a little girl. I think my first real exposure to anything foreign was when … Continue reading

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It’s just stuff, right? (11)

Now that my son is recovering back at home and the dogs are safe and relatively happy, my attention turns to my material possessions. The insurance appraiser and contractor have already walked me through the house for an initial survey. … Continue reading

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