When neighbors in Brooklyn asked where we were moving, “New Jersey” didn’t come as much of a surprise. What did get a response was that we didn’t buy our own house; we moved in with John’s family.   The overwhelming response to that bit of information was that it was wonderful, good for everyone involved. […]

People have been asking if I’ll miss anything about Brooklyn. The answer, of course, is yes. I’ll miss the friends we’ve made here, the church community we were a part of, walking just about everywhere, taking the subway and getting in and out of Manhattan so quickly, running around Prospect Park, having John get home […]

This week, Jacob and I made cookies together. While we were scooping the cookies on to the pan, this conversation transpired—out of nowhere. Clearly, I had to share it.     Jacob: “Francis loves cookie dough.”   Me: “Francis? Who is Francis?”   Jacob (without even looking at me): “The pope.”     Let it […]