I talk to my houses. I talk to my houses the way some people talk to their plants. When I leave, I say good-bye and tell the house when I will be returning. When I arrive, I tell the house I have arrived, announcing my homecoming loudly, and asking questions about how things have been as I check all the rooms. (Click on title to read more)
Author: Brynna Kaulback
A writer, I live in Brooklyn, New York and Old Saybrook, Connecticut with my best friend and spouse, Rosemary. We have been friends for over thirty years, since Rosemary came to work with me at the Connecticut Office of Policy and Management in 1979. We each have a daughter, and each daughter has a son. Our grandsons are 3 and 17. We have a new granddaughter also - two months old. We also have a son-in-law and a future-son-in-law who has five sons. We love them all. Even their cats.