This used to be our playground

  Today brought a particularly cruel reminder of the changes that life has in store. Chippewa Park is a small little niche in the public parks of Chicago. If you live more than a mile away from it, you probably know nothing at all about it. But in another sense, if you’ve ever had children,Continue reading “This used to be our playground”

Half a loaf

It was like Black Friday without any TVs involved. I waited in lines for three hours over the weekend, hoping to get my little one enrolled in two gymnastics classes. The things we do for those we love. One class filled up, but the other was available. The wisdom of the old saying about howContinue reading “Half a loaf”