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A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
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Sunday
Dec122010

Grinch

It's been a long week.
I loiter in the restroom stall at work because it feels luxurious to be alone in there.

I’m an executive producer at a news station in Salt Lake City. This week we’ve been working on one of the biggest stories of my news career, the last chapter in the kidnapping of Elizabeth Smart. I was here in 2002 when she was kidnapped and we figured she was certainly dead. I was here in 2003 when she was found but we didn’t believe it until we saw her emerge from the police station after being reunited with her family. Now, after several years working in newsrooms in New York City, I’m back in a Salt Lake City newsroom covering the trial of her kidnapper.
That's what I'm babbling about today.