Ten inches of snow fell last night in Massachusetts, so this morning was filled with the buzz of snowblowers. The morning after a storm always feel like a communal activity as each town works together to clear space for people and their cars to continue with their lives as usual. I suppose there’s a reason it’s called “The Commonwealth of Massachusetts.” Currently I am living in Arlington, MA with my Grandfather. It is the house that my Mom grew up … Continue reading “Gratitude”