For the past 179 days since my husband Chip passed away, I have been the fortunate recipient of numerous calls, texts, drive-by coffee and wine deliveries, and more hugs than anyone has a right to receive. Still, the sting of living without Chip overrides my ability to heal…for now. Great friends have offered words of wisdom and sent cards speaking of healing and finding peace, but the one that got to me was from my friend Lynda W. in Manhattan.…
I recently dreamt that I lost Chip’s wedding ring. Since the heart attack, I have been wearing it on a chain around my neck. The sound of the wedding band clicking against the chain delivered a sense of calming and comfort. However, I could not bear the thought of losing it, so I decided one Sunday morning to have the ring sized to fit me. I arrived at Glennpeter Jewelers the moment they opened their doors that Sunday. I explained…
I have been seeing Sam Sifton for years in full view and disclosure to my husband, Chip. Every morning, Sam appears in my email with temptations of elegant charcuterie boards, outrageous breakfasts, and sweets that could tempt even a die-hard dieter. Who is Sam Sifton? Who is Sam Sifton? You need to know. Sam Sifton is the food editor at the New York Times, previously the paper's National Editor. He is slightly younger than I am, but who cares? Sam…
Chip has become quite the traveling partner, hidden away in my backpack. Per my last post, A New Way to Travel With Chip, you read that Chip is mobile and pretty much a captive audience. (Have ashes, will travel) So, on one particular Saturday afternoon, Jack, Chip, Tillie, and I set out to visit the Sugar Shack in Arlington, VT. Jack sat shotgun, unaware of the perhaps unconventional passenger in the backseat. Tillie will sleep and snore through anything, so…
Note: Thank you all for your kind notes, emails, and texts. I have not been inspired to blog since I lost my purpose and reason for humor, sarcasm, cooking, and life in general. I am ready to give it a go now. I am sure you are reading this headline and thinking, how is Chip traveling with Karen? Hear me out on this one. It is no secret that living without Chip has just been horrific. I miss our adventures…