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The shoes tell the story.

The tell-tale sign of how much activity is going on in my house is determined by the pile of shoes. Yes, shoes. At any given time, there could be anywhere from 10- 40 pair of visitors’ shoes.  Men, women, boys and girls.  Boots, sneakers, Chuck Taylors, Timberland and Nike.  Seeing the shoes makes me smile. This holiday break, I experienced a slight flux in shoe appearances, and scenes of things to come.  Jack was in Germany from December 26th thru…

3,675 Miles

It is 3,675 miles from my front porch to Hamm, Germany, plus or minus a mile or two, to the exact location where my son Jack is at this very moment. Here is what I received via text this morning: Let me explain: On Christmas night we packed Jack for the trip to visit friends in Hamm, Germany.  Jack has remained close to the students that visited us here in October of 2016.  What a wonderful experience for Jack, Caroline…

Recipe for a college student’s mom

Today’s weekly recipe post diverts from the usual pizza, brownie or pasta recipe. This is much more crucial to feeding the human spirit.  It is a recipe for being a mom with children in college and an Italian mother at that.  Please don’t misunderstand me.  I am not excluding dads, I’m just speaking to the mothers right now. I am not a novice baker or cook in this regard.  I have a college Junior in Rochester, NY at Rochester Institute…

When the teacher becomes the student.

I have found myself the house guest of my daughter Amelia while visiting her in Rochester. Some of my previous blogs have detailed the events of these visits. Mom the teacher, Amelia the student. During a recent visit, I noticed a shift happening in our relationship and I am beginning to be the student, not the teacher.  My memory is fading, my strength is waning and the roles are beginning to turn. It’s actually kind of cool until you start…

It’s just a car, right?  

In 2014, we leased a new car, an Audi wagon. We downsized from the larger SUVs we had driven in the past. The kids were growing and soon to be drivers on their own. Life was changing. This past week I turned in that car and with it went so many memories from the past three years. I was somewhat saddened at the thought as my mind began to reminisce. In 2015 Amelia graduated from high school and gave me…