It has been coming at me from all angles. This concept of bodies, how we are souls poured into vessels. How we are mysteries wrapped in flesh. How we are rulers of our weight, our muscle tone, our ability to clock a ten minute mile.… Read More
I’m on my knees and I am having a moment. It’s a quiet, weight of the hurt of the world easing down to my shoulders, falling to the ground, sort of moment. It’s a screaming out at the ocean and not hearing a response moment.… Read More
Somewhere, I dropped the ball. At the crucial moment when it curved through the summer air and made its descent toward my waiting hands, I must have blinked or sneezed or let my gaze be caught by something shiny in the corner, because it dropped.… Read More
The grace of God surpasses our politics. Somewhere, hovering over the mess of this bumper-sticker, my-guy-is-better (or at least less evil) than your guy, mudslinging, irritating, land of a thousand billboards season, there is peace. At least, this is what I’m telling myself this morning,… Read More
I was at the chiropractor last night for a complimentary new patient assessment. I stood on the scales and stared straight ahead at a mirror lined with black tape, showing the best possible symmetry for our bodies. The scales beneath my feet showed a nearly… Read More
I didn’t mean to. This is the refrain of my children. Lila, in particular, apparently loses control of her body multiple times a day, piling up a stack of offenses against her brothers – none of which she ever means to commit. Pulled Alex’s hair?… Read More
We live in a fairly quiet neighborhood. We live off of the main road, where it’s safe for children to ride their bikes, where it’s safe for my kids to play in our yard and welcome others to join them. We live in a home… Read More
Yesterday. Alex, can you please clear off the kitchen table and then wipe it down? Looks like someone spilled milk and forgot to clean it up. Yeah, that was me. I meant to clean it, but then I forgot. Five minutes pass, then ten, dishes… Read More
We drove, yesterday, off the path that our GPS had chosen. Our hunt for a restaurant to eat lunch lead us down small streets, lined with houses. My children peeked through the windows and announced oddities – lawn ornaments, wishing wells, an ice cream truck parked… Read More
While walking and talking business with a good friend, I was marveling aloud at how blessed I have been, finding myself able to enjoy what I do, in a field that was completely unexpected, and to be able to help support my family. She is… Read More
The Frozen Moon 