“I don’t want you to feel alone.”, he says. And a contradiction spins between my ears and barely skips past my tongue, “But I am...and I’m not. I’m alone and never alone. They are always with me. But I also feel alone in this.” Through the day they are right by my side or held [...]
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January
Week 1 The first week of the year. The first week of a few household changes. And our rhythm has shifted. So I feel the need to summarize it as best as I can. We went through the week with less technology and more books. We worked through spelling words and math equations. We told [...]
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 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 [...]
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 [...]
Goodness
“Some day these will be the good ol’ days.”, someone says. . These are the good ol’ days. Now. Right now. They are good now. . But I forget. . Tires spinning in mud. I’m spinning another bedtime story. Quietly, rubbing my eyes, I creep out of the room. . Now where was I? Folding. [...]
Clutching sand
I don’t want to hear only the fringes of what you say. I don’t want to see only the specks of light that my eyes favor. I want to hear and see and feel it all. Because it is fleeting. We are clutching sand. . He cups his hands and stares intently at the swiftly [...]
Scars
This body of mine bears scars. . Scars from mishaps. Scars from pain stitched up while tears fell. Scars from the life it's carried and brought into this world. . This body of mine is constantly changing. It is a map of where life has led it. It is a mirror reflecting it's challenges and [...]
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