in the middle of a cornfield
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 and things
“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
contentment
If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is…
buzz-buzz: laugh-laugh
“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 →
when whimsy won
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 →
have a little fun: writers edition
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 →
a recipe for me
Even though the world demands love to be public and showy, I know that true love runs much deeper and quieter.
a quest
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 →
a new journey: memoir
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 →