This must have been very difficult to write about. You described your health crisis with grace. I hope your farm house gives you peace and joy! --Celia
I must be getting soft or old because this one was particularly difficult to write, yes. It’s the first time I’ve publicly discussed the pregnancy, and reflecting on the journey up and out moved me. Soft and old feel pretty good. Thank you for spending time here. I was just thinking about your book. “Out of the News” was an early cheerleader for me to go, go, go.
Kate, Just saw this! You are soft and old both in the best sense of both those words -- not hardened by your experiences, but wiser and more empathetic.
Congratulations on becoming the owner and caretaker – those two roles come hand in hand when the object is an 18th century farm. I hope it brings you great joy as well as both shelter for you and a space to welcome those who nourish your life.
The last few months have been occupied with the recent election, campaigning for four candidates, two who won, two who didn’t. There wasn’t time enough for many other things and I fell behind in following your posts.
I look forward to catching up. Thank you for sharing your experiences so fully and so well. ‘’We all have our bridges.’’ We do indeed, at times I wish I didn’t have to continue recrossing mine.
Good on you for being civically engaged regardless of the outcomes. My dad once shared with me the wisdom that "Sometimes a loss is a win in the long run." I see and hear you on the bridges. Woosh.
I’m moved by your leaving the Washington Post. I too left it, for similar but different reasons back in 2005. I had determined that the fair and balanced approach was intellectually bankrupt, and that it masked a ridiculous binary thinking, one that obscured rather than revealed difficult truths that reporting, instead of editing, uncovered. I wrote a novel, Harbor (Knopf, 2004) that took my investigative reporting on terrorism as a foundation and allowed me to write the grays and shading that journalism always puts off the table. I’m going to be reading you with keen attention. Your brave work is an inspiration.
Lorraine, I’m so glad you stopped by to say “hi.” Leaving the mothership is so daunting that one wonders if there’s life beyond. Hearing from people like you is vital, encouraging and inspiring. I’m intrigued by your book and am looking forward to reading it. Life happens in the shades of grays.
This must have been very difficult to write about. You described your health crisis with grace. I hope your farm house gives you peace and joy! --Celia
I must be getting soft or old because this one was particularly difficult to write, yes. It’s the first time I’ve publicly discussed the pregnancy, and reflecting on the journey up and out moved me. Soft and old feel pretty good. Thank you for spending time here. I was just thinking about your book. “Out of the News” was an early cheerleader for me to go, go, go.
Kate, Just saw this! You are soft and old both in the best sense of both those words -- not hardened by your experiences, but wiser and more empathetic.
Congratulations on becoming the owner and caretaker – those two roles come hand in hand when the object is an 18th century farm. I hope it brings you great joy as well as both shelter for you and a space to welcome those who nourish your life.
The last few months have been occupied with the recent election, campaigning for four candidates, two who won, two who didn’t. There wasn’t time enough for many other things and I fell behind in following your posts.
I look forward to catching up. Thank you for sharing your experiences so fully and so well. ‘’We all have our bridges.’’ We do indeed, at times I wish I didn’t have to continue recrossing mine.
Good on you for being civically engaged regardless of the outcomes. My dad once shared with me the wisdom that "Sometimes a loss is a win in the long run." I see and hear you on the bridges. Woosh.
I’m moved by your leaving the Washington Post. I too left it, for similar but different reasons back in 2005. I had determined that the fair and balanced approach was intellectually bankrupt, and that it masked a ridiculous binary thinking, one that obscured rather than revealed difficult truths that reporting, instead of editing, uncovered. I wrote a novel, Harbor (Knopf, 2004) that took my investigative reporting on terrorism as a foundation and allowed me to write the grays and shading that journalism always puts off the table. I’m going to be reading you with keen attention. Your brave work is an inspiration.
Lorraine, I’m so glad you stopped by to say “hi.” Leaving the mothership is so daunting that one wonders if there’s life beyond. Hearing from people like you is vital, encouraging and inspiring. I’m intrigued by your book and am looking forward to reading it. Life happens in the shades of grays.
Oh wow, you have a story to tell! Can’t wait for more on the farmhouse renovation project!
He came for the democracy, or maybe the mental health … and he got a farm instead. :) Glad you’re here, Anthony. Thanks for reading along.