I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.
This morning, while I was watching the little kids so their parents could get out, I had a note from a friend: “I can picture you in a state of perpetual bliss surrounded by all of the grandkids.” Well, I am smiling a lot, that is true, and feel like I am...
Is that right? I need help counting napkins and plates in order to set the table, and exactly how many need a seat for dinner. And we aren’t even all here yet.Our oldest daughter and her family won’t arrive until Christmas Eve on the ferry from Juneau...
Today we made paper chains for the tree and snowflakes for the windows. Life may creep along hour to hour, day to day– but mostly it’s made up of those crystal clear scenes — some hard– some happy — the ones that move our hearts. That...
Of course , it is a work in progress. The ornaments move around, in clumps mostly. I hung the fragile ones up high, but after that it’s a free for all. And honestly, there are only a few of the hand-blown Austrian glass icicles left. The big kids ( that would...
I’ve been thinking a lot about family, since almost everyone is here ( Eliza, Justin and their two red-heads arrive Christmas Eve) –And what makes a family, and unlike The Royals, I know it’s not genetics, especially since we have an adopted...
It’s been a bit of a blur, but today there is some quiet time. The Haines kids are back in school and their parents are back at work. We actually had a nap time, and it’s snowing and stormy which takes the pressure off of getting everyone out, or back in,...
