Alisa. 37. New Hampshire. Married for almost three years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my five year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (6). Gushingly in love with our baby boy Harper(1). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.
Curried Beef Short Ribs

Note: I found this was more realistically four servings.

Finishing this dish with lime zest and juice brightens its rich flavors.

Yield 6 servings (serving size: about 3 ounces ribs, 2/3 cup rice, and about 2 1/2 tablespoons sauce)

2 teaspoons canola oil
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The Breakup

Perhaps 2006 can be best summed up by the fact that I have spent the last 5 days of it desperately ill. So it is passing quickly into the past and I can hardly gather the energy to kiss it goodbye. 2006 I hate you. 2006 I love you. We aren't good for eachother, it's better if you just go.
You have contained some of my worst and best moments. And although they say you have to have the lows to appreciate the highs, I say that's crap. I instead intend to focus on how I was when you ended. I am better. Plain and simple. I saw myself and family through moments that have shown me what kind of person I am. These are my proudest accomplishments. I hope I have learned the lessons I was supposed to have learned. I'd hate to think it was wasted.
When Erika was delivering Sammy I have never been that scared in my life. And when Jay came down and told us that she and Sammy were okay I couldn't stop crying. And when I saw Sammy I knew what it was to love a baby other than Keegan, instantly. And two surgeries and many months of healing later Sammy continues to charm and love and grow and make magic.
Remember my whim to go to Harvard? So smart and stupid all at the same time. I could hardly turn it down once accepted right? That month of intense work kicked my butt but made me so much better at serving the people I am supposed to serve. And the new job I drown at for so many months. I feel like I am hitting my stride. We could all do so much more and I look forward to the challenges.
And what about love? Old love truly died this year with Tom. But it lives on in completely new ways. I don't really think a flip in the calendar will lessen the hurt. So that one I carry forward into 2007.
New love. Which seems so silly because I feel as though I have loved Jeff much longer than 18 months. In April he proposed and in October we were married. It was exactly like we hoped it would be. Life is completely different when you have someone who fits your puzzle piece.
And Keegan. Who has become a little boy and even more of a wonder. My hero.

My proudest moment:
At Tom's funeral, after the Cambodian buddhist monks finished their prayer purifying his ashes I spoke. I spoke on behalf of his family, his girlfriend, our son and myself. And I had no idea what I was going to say. And it took every ounce of strength I had. But I did it. And I felt like I honored him in the way he deserved. And I hope it brought others comfort.

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