It was the perfect sunny day in April to watch the Boston Marathon. I left our Airbnb early, figured out the subway stop, and waited my turn to be at the front of the barricade lining Boylston Street, several blocks from Copley Square where it was only about 10 people deep. I didn’t have a chance … [Read more...] about Finding MidRace Joy in a Marathon Pandemic
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Surviving the Stairs
I was petrified of those stairs. When I was in Kindergarten, my family moved into our unfinished basement while another story was added to our two-bedroom rancher. My mother took care of three children and a baby in that awkward, damp space for more than a year. We had a makeshift kitchen and … [Read more...] about Surviving the Stairs