• Kitchen of DC widow blog writer Marjorie Brimley
    Missing Shawn

    Talking Football at the Kitchen Island

    The raised voices drew me closer to my kitchen counter. “No way, man, the Bears are terrible,” I heard one man say. “If you think you’re going to tell me that they are better than the Vikings, I have to remind you about that quarterback of yours!” I smiled. I was hosting an event for parents from my kids’ elementary school, and a group of men were gathered around my kitchen island. They were talking about football, I figured, and so I wasn’t really comprehending the specifics. Instead, I just listened to how they teased each other, and the good-natured laughing that interrupted their increasingly excited claims about various teams.…

  • City at night like that visited by DC widow blog writer Marjorie Brimley

    And the Air Will Buzz Again

    Officially, I came to New York to work on my writing and see my friend Paige who was in town for the weekend.  But unofficially, I came for some breathing space.  I came to get out away from the daily grind of working and parenting.  I came to get a bit of time to feel more like my old self. New York did not disappoint.  As I walked away from Penn Station, I smiled at the hoards of people crossing the street, selling cheap jewelry, begging for money and making business deals.  New York is so alive. Paige and I ate great food and walked everywhere and stayed out late. …