We wound down summer, if that’s even how to say it this particular year when the season felt more like a sloppy wet collision of days where everyone kept asking when will it actually BE summer, or quipping about the nuisance of so much rain.… Read More
She’s weepy when she’s feverish or anxious. This bold daughter of mine, she lets down her walls as her eyes brim and her small body leans in for reassurance in our arms. This holiday break was a game of viral dominos, of falling pieces, the… Read More
Subtitle for this would have to be: I Didn’t Expect to Have a Mini-Stroke at 42 What’s funny is that I have another post already titled the same, but it’s about something in my past that feels so completely irrelevant and unimportant now, given how… Read More
The Frozen Moon 