Jenny, this is so beautiful— I can’t stop crying and thinking about you and COMH. All those afternoons that seemed soooo long— how did we get here? You delight in those kids and it’s the greatest gift— and this essay is another gift to them— a concrete marker of your devotion. So true; the small things are what become imprinted; and you’ve given each one trillions of small moments with your dedication and your love of their details!! In five years from now, you must read this aloud to me as I lie in my bed, dear sister. It is truth and beauty. The lights going off, Lew declaring subtraction, the fractals, thinking of you writing this beauty in the days since he’s left— well, it all makes me very emotional. It’s perfect. I love you.
You know how my COMH gets me, because you get me. Thank you for another beautiful mini-essay-in-response. I will read this to you aloud the week after Milly leaves. In voices, of course. I love you so.
Wonderful insights. All too fast, no doubt. We just dropped off the eldest... frankly, given FaceTime with us and siblings (as well as plenty of text exchanges), haven't yet had time to miss him! But we have realized just how much food he was putting away... thank goodness he's on all-you-can-eat at Uni!
Terrific to see you and Vic IRL... thanks again and keep it coming!
Similarly, I've realized how many bananas Gus ate. Now I watch them turn in the fruit bowl. A metaphor of some sad kind. Was so great to see you and Karen. I really treasure my Vella readership❤️
As always Jen this so beautifully and thoughtfully written. And the “coming home” is always sweet but the “going” gets a tiny bit easier every time it happens. But “getting the details” can continue from near or far….and is always a treat! As you so aptly said - everyone and everything is exactly where they are supposed to be …and you have helped to make that all possible!
Thanks for articulating exactly why I feel the way I feel in this very moment of my life. And normalizing it in such a way that it all makes sense. The American moms and their kids in the Paris IKEA sound exactly like the duos in Target. ❤️
Chuckles & tears. You always get me. You’re so good at capturing this illusive thing we call life.
So good and wise and true! Thanks for articulating! 💕
Jenny, this is so beautiful— I can’t stop crying and thinking about you and COMH. All those afternoons that seemed soooo long— how did we get here? You delight in those kids and it’s the greatest gift— and this essay is another gift to them— a concrete marker of your devotion. So true; the small things are what become imprinted; and you’ve given each one trillions of small moments with your dedication and your love of their details!! In five years from now, you must read this aloud to me as I lie in my bed, dear sister. It is truth and beauty. The lights going off, Lew declaring subtraction, the fractals, thinking of you writing this beauty in the days since he’s left— well, it all makes me very emotional. It’s perfect. I love you.
You know how my COMH gets me, because you get me. Thank you for another beautiful mini-essay-in-response. I will read this to you aloud the week after Milly leaves. In voices, of course. I love you so.
Wonderful insights. All too fast, no doubt. We just dropped off the eldest... frankly, given FaceTime with us and siblings (as well as plenty of text exchanges), haven't yet had time to miss him! But we have realized just how much food he was putting away... thank goodness he's on all-you-can-eat at Uni!
Terrific to see you and Vic IRL... thanks again and keep it coming!
Similarly, I've realized how many bananas Gus ate. Now I watch them turn in the fruit bowl. A metaphor of some sad kind. Was so great to see you and Karen. I really treasure my Vella readership❤️
Grown and Flown (or Thrown, as the case may well be) for erudite ex-English majors.
This really made me laugh. High brow Grown and Flown ;)
Sophomores but still awkward. You’ll get the hang of it. We’re here to help!
Nah. You're the cool kids now.
As always Jen this so beautifully and thoughtfully written. And the “coming home” is always sweet but the “going” gets a tiny bit easier every time it happens. But “getting the details” can continue from near or far….and is always a treat! As you so aptly said - everyone and everything is exactly where they are supposed to be …and you have helped to make that all possible!
Thank you, Karen. As always. And I know you're right -- there's no expiration on details ❤️
Thanks for articulating exactly why I feel the way I feel in this very moment of my life. And normalizing it in such a way that it all makes sense. The American moms and their kids in the Paris IKEA sound exactly like the duos in Target. ❤️
Thank you, Tammy ❤️ And funny to know that the plucky and exasperated cross international lines ;)
Exactly what I am feeling! Beautifully written! Thank you!
I'm so happy to know it resonated, Nancy. Thank you for reading!
Jen- this is such a treat to read. Thank you!!!
Jen I love this💕
I miss them but I’m excited for them but secretly counting the days for their next fly by💕💕
Yup -- there's addition in the subtraction. And these college drop-offs make Thanksgiving the best holiday of the year. Countdown's def on ❤️
Spot on - thanks for this
Thanks, Bart❤️ Enjoy all that buzzing and trilling you've got ;)
Perfect as always! Yesterday was day 1 of an empty house, with a freshman and senior in college. And it goes…
Def turn a couple of lights on tonight ❤️ Thank you for always reading, Marci.