Saturday, May 28, 2011

Summer 2011

It's fascinating what happens to a person when their world falls to pieces. Three years ago this weekend I wrote a blog called The Wedding Crasher. At that time I knew my life was about to change, but I had no idea to what extent. Back in May of 2008 I was married, I lived in that great old converted barn in Chappaqua, I was still on the creative high of having written my Summer book, and I had a small, close group of friends that I could not only count on, but more importantly, could truly be myself with.

My grandmother died a few weeks after posting The Wedding Crasher, and instead of us all healing and moving on after her death, things simply spiraled out of control in my life and the lives of everyone around me. It was as if every member of my family was tossed at sea in the middle of a Class 5 hurricane--at night--with nothing more than dime store water wings to keep us afloat, a book of matches to light our way.

Collectively we were a mess; personally, I was beyond lost. I was going through an unpleasant divorce (as if there is such a thing as a pleasant one), I had to relocate two times in two years, and I lost many of those close friends I thought I'd always be able to count on. I finally understood what it meant to be broken.

There were so many times I sat down at my computer to write--I wanted so desperately to get my creative voice back--but there was just nothing inside; I had zero to offer, not a word of advice or a positive thought to share. I went through each day putting one foot in front of the other, some days incapable of much more than the most basic day-to-day tasks; eating, working, sleeping. Even when I posted last year that I was 'back', I realize now that was really just wishful thinking; I was still waiting for the storm to settle, the seas to calm.

It's exactly three years since the dark clouds formed on the horizon, and today the sea is gentle and it is warm. My family has survived the storm and we are closer than ever from having weathered it together.

And I, I am in love.

I would like to introduce you all to The Old Man.

You'll be getting to know more about him as I once again share my life on these pages.
But for this weekend, another photo essay, just as I posted here three years ago this weekend. I hope you'll follow me here and on Twitter at

The official start of Summer 2011. The start of my new life.

I wish you all the happiness in the world and a beautiful Memorial Day weekend.



Laurie said...

How cute are you guys?! (I thought the Old Man had a name a couple of days ago) :)

Anonymous said...

Happy for you.