The Frozen Moon

Subtitle for this would have to be: I Didn’t Expect to Have a Mini-Stroke at 42 What’s funny is that I have another post already titled the same, but it’s about something in my past that feels so completely irrelevant and unimportant now, given how… Read More

My twelve year old stayed up late with us last night, and then was a little afraid after the show that we watched. We made room for him to snuggle into bed with us. (Okay, I just snuggled him, while my husband slept with his… Read More

It starts as such a small thing. Something like a seed caught between teeth, within a tooth, cracking through the enamel. I’m forty with four children and, now, of all of the times, in the midst of a pandemic in which the world has shuttered… Read More