“A Good Sailing Day”

The winds, they are a blowin’ today. Skies are blue. Clouds are billowing. Air is crisp. And I LOVE it!

From early childhood and my first sailing days, these kinds of windy days have always made me feel excited and alive.

I guess I’ve passed this onto Cait. Not the love of sailing part, necessarily, but with assigning the description of windy days to “good sailing” days.

So when she, likewise, shares with me that it’s a good sailing day where she is, there is no need for further explanation. Message sent and received. Joy shared.

By |2019-06-07T21:34:42-04:00June 3rd, 2019|.Cait and Me, Happiness is..., Life|0 Comments

I’m a Good Laugh-er

One of the great things about the holidays is, of course, getting to spend time with family. (That is if you like your family, and I like mine.)  It’s always a blast to get to spend time with my younger brother, Eric, and his oldest son, Jason. Two more naturally funny people don’t exist on the planet. They are pee-in-your-pants, fall-on-the-floor-laughing funny.

It’s a real gift—the ability to make people laugh. I wish I had it. But I do serve an important function. In the words of my daughter, “I may not be very funny, but I’m a good laugher.”

So with a Ha ha ha and a Ho ho ho, wishing you and yours […]

By |2018-11-19T13:02:52-04:00December 24th, 2018|.Cait and Me, Life|0 Comments

This is the Speech I Wish Cait had Heard

It’s graduation season. David McCullough spoke at Cait’s graduation and gave a talk about luck. It was a very nice speech. But this is the speech that would have better served her, and I daresay most, if not al,l of her class. This is the message we all need to hear. This is how we make our own luck.

Abby Wambach, Remarks as Delivered to the Barnard Class of 2018

Greetings to President Beilock, Barnard faculty, trustees, and honorees: Katherine Johnson, Anna Quindlen, and Rhea Suh.

And to each of the 619 bad-ass women of the Barnard graduating class of 2018: Congratulations!

Doesn’t it feel like the second you figure anything out in life, it ends and you’re forced to start all over […]

By |2018-07-24T17:43:25-04:00May 27th, 2018|.Cait and Me|0 Comments

A Beautiful Thing I Just Saw

I woke up to this email from Cait, who is in her last semester of college. I don’t believe it requires any prelude or conclusion. It speaks for itself:

Subject: A Beautiful Thing I Just Saw

It’s nearly midnight on a Monday evening in the deep quiet zone of the library.

There is an older man, perhaps in his 50’s, working on a tablet propped up on a black backpack. He wears a beige baseball cap pulled too far down on his forehead, and his elbow rests next to a diet coke from which he never takes a sip. He dutifully types on his tablet with just the middle finger of his right hand. Maybe a professor, […]

By |2018-05-15T19:16:43-04:00May 9th, 2018|.Cait and Me, .My Favorites|0 Comments
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