Early in March, the boys came home with geckos. I lifted my eyebrows at Andy and he said, “It’s better than a dog.” We’ve been saying no to a new… Read more when whimsy won →
When I was a kid, I loved unicorns. I collected unicorn figurines, even though it wasn’t the rage, and I would have given anything to have owned a unicorn shirt.… Read more have a little fun: writers edition →
Even though the world demands love to be public and showy, I know that true love runs much deeper and quieter.
Hannah was near the end of her kindergarten year when she joined our forever family. She was overly sweet and an expert at using the nurse pass. Hannah is a survivor… Read more Commencement 2020 →
I’ve committed to reading 10 memoirs this summer. Although I’m naturally an avid (and eclectic) reader, I don’t tend to blog much about my reading life. However, as I’ve considered… Read more reading memoir to write memoir: a photoessay →
In the summer weeks leading up to our wedding, Andy and I spent time with our parents. I remember wanting to be around them before things changed irrevocably. No longer… Read more a quest →
It seems that memoir is captivating me. I keep wondering if it is a whim or if it is something that is taking root. A few weeks ago, I pulled… Read more a new journey: memoir →
“Tell me your color of life, and I will tell you who you are. But that isn’t the point, not really. The point is for you to know who you… Read more the color of life →