April Moments

Maybe, just maybe, telling the story is just as important as the story itself


Do you hear the people sing?

Anyone who attended St. Clairsville High School circa 1995-1999 – particularly choir members or variety show-goers – probably remembers the barrage of music from one of the world’s most popular musicals, “Les Miserables.” While I don’t recall singing any “Les Mis” choral numbers, it was a tradition for soloists to perform during the breaks between […]

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Grammar on the brain

A few months ago, while I was walking the hall of Cecilia’s daycare center with Elliot, he uttered a sentence that was grammatically wrong. I immediately corrected him, as I often do. Yes, he is 5 years old, and yes, I correct his grammar. I admit – I am a bit of a grammar snob. […]


Life is a song … even during labor

In preparation for Cecilia’s arrival, I read books about natural birth, did Kegels to strengthen my perineum and met with my doula to discuss my birth plan. While these were helpful strategies, I knew, thanks to my experiences with my first baby, that plans do not always play out the way one thinks. Before Elliot […]

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New lodgings in my heart

The fall after I graduated from college, I joined the Bach Choir of Pittsburgh for a fleeting eight months. During that time, I was privileged enough to sing with the group for both the Christmas and Easter seasons. You see, when I was in college studying music, I was a member of the Ohio Northern […]

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