I miss the feeling of taking off in a plane. That rush of noise filling yours ears and the lurch in your stomach as you leave the ground. The feeling that no matter where you're going, there is something unknown coming your way—the good kind of unknown, not the kind we have right now. I … Continue reading The COVID Diaries: So What Now?
Here I am—one month into quarantine and a global pandemic and social distancing and a whole new reality. Here I am in the raw. My face is pink from three hours in the glorious spring sunshine that my body was not at all prepared for. My eyes look tired from the restless sleeps I’ve had … Continue reading The COVID Diaries: One Month In
The other night I stayed up way past my bedtime looking for the edge piece of a puzzle. I'd decided to pull down our specially reserved brand spanking new Jan van Haasteren puzzle—the only type of puzzle Zeke will do—because desperate times call for desperate measures. We normally only puzzle in the summer on vacation … Continue reading The COVID Diaries: Puzzled
A strange phenomenon has occurred during the last ten days or so and I'm not talking about COVID-19 itself. The world is beginning to shut down and this has led to a massive wave of reaching out. I have video chatted, or spoken on the phone with a friend or family member every single day … Continue reading The COVID Diaries: Connection
I'll never forget the best bike ride of my entire life, probably because about eight hours earlier I suffered through the worst bike ride of my life. I was seventeen years old and had agreed to go on a long and intense day of hiking and biking up Mount Angeles on the Olympic Peninsula with … Continue reading Why I bike to work—or how I just really want to be a kid again
It's September 1998. I've just graduated high school and left home for the very first time to volunteer as a Gap student on the Isle of Man, a tiny little island (32 miles long by 11 miles wide) in the middle of the Irish Sea. When I first heard that I had been accepted to … Continue reading Letter writing, the Isle of Man and a 30 day challenge
Kristi Fuoco 