
thoughts in the middle of a storm
The prompt at Sharing Our Stories has been tugging at me. In an act of obedience, I am taking the time to write a response. Everyone you meet, everyone you… Read more thoughts in the middle of a storm →
The prompt at Sharing Our Stories has been tugging at me. In an act of obedience, I am taking the time to write a response. Everyone you meet, everyone you… Read more thoughts in the middle of a storm →
I’ve been thinking a lot about the storms of life, and about the way storms are unavoidable. As long as we are breathing, we are surrounded by storms. They… Read more storms →
My mom said, “Ruth, I hope you write this story.” So, Mom, here it is… Monday at 8:30 AM was the most recent court hearing in a series of multiple… Read more keys →
I live in the middle of a cornfield, and I feel small. I look out my window. There is a sky that swallows me whole. The trees raise boney arms… Read more in the middle of a cornfield →
“Building Snow People + Things”: I get overwhelmed with sorting out which stories are mine to tell and how to frame the kind-er truth. #sosmagic #adoption #fostercare
If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is…
“What happened to your hair?” Andy asked Jordan at dinner. “What’d you mean?” Jordan responded in the way he always responds when avoiding an answer. Sam looked up from his… Read more buzz-buzz: laugh-laugh →
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 →