In first few hours of my life post-wedding season, I have ‘eaten’ no less than a dozen Play-Doh creations, refereed four fights, one of which escalated to tears and Lila eventually heading into the longest time-out ever, after shouting that she’s not listening to me… Read More
I saw my ribs the other day. Not that they haven’t been there all along, but it’s November and I haven’t really even looked at myself since May. I saw them in a quick moment before hopping in the shower and, for some reason, I… Read More
I dropped Alex and Lila off on the bus this morning and remembered this day, All Saints Day, six years earlier. As the bus pulled around the corner and lurched to a stop, I remembered driving right where stood, in the same silvery morning light,… Read More
I haven’t written much lately, in part, because of the the repetitive nature of my life (feed, clean, change diaper, stand at the counter and work, sit on the bed and work, wash something, referee arguments over who gets the strawberry flavored Chapstick and who gets the… Read More
I’m remembering back to the terrible twos (when I wrote this) and then to the time when everyone told me, Oh, three is WAY worse than two. Then it was, Oh, no, no. It’s FOUR that will get you. Followed by, Five is where the growing… Read More
It happened yesterday. Well, it has been happening in daily small increments for seven-going-on-eight years – but yesterday, it meant something was officially in the past tense. There was a measurement, a helicopter ride and my sweet, I want to stay with you forever and… Read More
Just. It’s a word that has its place. For example: I just had a salad for dinner, so I’m still hungry. It suggests only, or small, or weak. It suggests lacking. And so I’m finding myself a little confused as to why it has been… Read More
But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world, we can take nothing out of it. But if we have food and clothing, we will be content with that. 1 Timothy 6:6-8 They are rewards for sitting through a haircut,… Read More
Writers need readers and it’s a pleasure to introduce readers to good writing. And so when Amanda at Hill + Pen invited me to participate in a blog-swap around the theme of the new school year, I thought she was kind of a genius. Amanda is… Read More
I sing it to the tune of Edelweiss, the tinkering melody that plays when I open my jewelry box. I sing it when she is in my arms and struggling to settle quietly down to rest. Everything beyond her name is part nonsense, part subject to… Read More
The Frozen Moon 