He describes it in perfect detail. From the fireproof walls to the color of the front door. The bathroom floors are penny tiles. On the dining room wall hangs a fruit bowl still life painted by his own hand. He can tell you the floor plan precisely. His eyes have memorized a scene they’ve only seen in [...]
Author: Emmy Goulet
Sunday Chicken
This is the simple chicken and vegetable roast that Damon makes on Sunday evening. We play with the seasoning and vegetables a bit, according to what we have on hand. But the method remains the same and provides consistent results. If you have ever found yourself with dry, bland chicken... this is for you: Ingredients: pasture raised, [...]
A Fractured Line
“You’re not alone. It’s going to be okay.” As soon as the words left my lips I realized I had spoken them for myself too. He curled up alongside; just happy to be near and safe. He believed me when I said that everything would be fine. Even as I wrestled with it. I was up [...]
Christmas Eve Cookies
A tradition started with Ezra that I intend to carry on for years to come. A simple sugar cookie dough made on Christmas Eve morning. Chilled for the afternoon. Baked and decorated in the evening. We will have a few with hot cocoa, leave several out for the man with the bag, and take the [...]
A Whole New Land
Of all the soil that my feet have landed upon and of all the air I’ve breathed... Whether across the Atlantic or the Pacific, over or under, amongst mountain and wood, brick and neon, or sand and sea... I often feel the journey that has most ignited my mind and unleashed my heart has happened [...]
A Full Heart Breaking
“What if the water touches you, Mama? What if you get wet?” He stands cautiously to my right, where seaweed has been tossed and left behind. “Sometimes you have to get close to get the good stuff.” I stand up brushing sand off of my knees. Staring out at a mass of churning grey against [...]
‘Tis the season
Christmas songs are floating around the room. I keep realigning my thoughts. Focus. Look at the joy. Jingle bells and twinkling lights. Cast your cares. I hang the stockings. Feel this. Let go of the rest of the world. Little Drummer Boy begins. My mind feels like it’s being torn in ten directions. . I [...]
Nothing wasted
Were there voices trying to tell your story before you even had ears to hear it? And as you grew, did the volume of lies, half truths, and imagined details grow right alongside? . Did your mother turn off the sound and whisper with her heart that you were a gift of worth; coming into [...]
One of us
A woman looked at you in your stroller and her eyes jumped up to mine. “Wow, you’re brave for taking such a little one along.” . I politely smiled. Nodding toward Ezra, I said “I once did the same with him when he was even younger.” . Her face said that maybe she thought you [...]
Soak
Soak. Rest. Breathe. The water was rushing out, the bubbles were rising. Stepping into the warmth; I tried to remember the last time I had felt this. Nothing came to mind. . I peeled open a book. In the steam, the words seem to rise off the page. I seemed to drift with them. One [...]
Emmy Goulet 
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