Christine Seemann was sitting outside with her sister in their lawn chairs when they got the phone call about their mother. A nurse from the nursing home where their 81-year-old mother, Jackie Spitale, had been living for the past three years said Jackie had spiked a fever again and they couldn’t get it down with medicine.
As I write this in late September, I’m not sure what Thanksgiving will look like for my family. Will we gather at my parents’ house for lunch, followed by dinner at my grandmother-in-law’s house, as usual? Or will we “gather” on Google Hangouts?
I love the parks and trails in Stark County. There’s one in every community, and each one seems to have its own personality. I used to visit them to run and relax. But now that I’m a mom to a 1-year-old, I’m there for the swings and slides.
Ever have a butterfly land on your head? At Beech Creek Botanical Garden & Nature Preserve, it’s entirely possible. The nature center at 11929 Beech Street in Washington Township features flower and vegetable gardens and small wildlife exhibits, but its centerpiece is the Butterfly House, its sanctuary for monarch butterflies.
The back-to-school madness is approaching. Gone will be the lazy summer days where late nights, sleeping in and lax routines were the norm. It’s back to juggling the demands of your job with the needs of your on-the-go children while also squeezing in chores, homework, making dinner and shuttling everyone to athletic practices, recitals and doctors’ appointments. And, oh yeah, at some point, everyone is supposed to sleep.
When I sat down to write this, I was two paragraphs into a story about how much I love pizza and ate it almost every day while on vacation when my phone buzzed with sad news of my boyfriend’s grandmother’s passing.
When I was growing up, I always had a long list of things I wanted for Christmas. I’d start mentioning gifts I wanted in October, hoping that the news would make its way to Santa. When I got older, it didn’t stop. It may have gotten worse.
One of my favorite fatherly duties is going on college visits with my daughter. Later this month, we will head to the University of Pennsylvania, a trip that was timed more for her convenience than mine, but one that coincides with some of the most vibrant fall foliage in any part of the country.