Hold Your Baby

Hold Your Baby

One day, you’ll be able to eat in peace. You’ll sit down and no one will dig their chubby fingers into your eggs or spill your coffee. One day, you’ll take an unhurried shower. You’ll dry your hair and paint your lips. One day, you’ll clean your house and it will stay spotless for at [...]

Allez Les Bleus

It was the summer of 1998. I was in Paris. Eleven years old and completely overwhelmed by voices loudly singing anthems and popular futbol chants. Faces painted in primary colors. Down the street they went arm-in-arm. Through the night I would hear a cacophony of riotous celebration and foreign insults hurled through the air in [...]

When Summer Comes to Play

Sipping chicory tea under a string of lights; I’m reflecting on time spent with my little Isaiah. Today, his giggles ran through the air as he hid in plain sight and waited for me to find him. I scooped him up, kissed his cheeks, and whispered in his ears. “Here you go. I’ll put you [...]

A Nearly Invisible Battle

A Nearly Invisible Battle

Years ago, in the midst of a dark chapter, when I was stuck in bed and stuck in life... stuck in the decisions I had made... stuck in the pain I was feeling... I watched hours and hours of “No Reservations”. Episode after episode...I would even leave it playing through the night so the room [...]

Like Coming Home

My grandparents house always had a distinctive, sort of clean laundry smell. Today that sweet fragrance punched me right in the face. I cried. Within seconds of scent recognition, without even a conscious thought; I just lost it. Tears were burning my eyes and it felt like saying goodbye all over again. I put on [...]

No Small Parts

Sometimes the “traditional roles” of our marriage are misunderstood. Not by us, mind you. Misunderstood by others. Well-meaning people have said things like, “How long will you be home with your kids? Do you think you’re going to get a job?” I quickly remind them that I have a job. It involves 12-14 hour days, [...]

Pain which cannot forget

“My favorite poet was Aeschylus. He wrote: ‘In our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.' What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is [...]