Life is a spiral, with one circle ending and another simultaneously beginning; layering and weaving thick histories and memories that ultimately makeup our very personal stories. My own personal story is evolving once again, as...
When the glasses are all cleared. When there are dishes to be done. When hearts have been emptied into words whispered from lips to ears. There’s a sort of let down that follows a...
I smile and laugh and playfully enjoy the company of others. I cringe at some of the things that just pop out of my mouth when I’m too at ease in conversation. I buckle...
I was in yoga class, in downward-facing dog, when I reached my right leg high and long behind me. It felt like my toes touched the studio ceiling. And I know that this was intrinsically...
My first child was born naturally. And, no, that doesn’t mean I had her at home. Rather, she was born in the birthing center of a local hospital, and I had no medications. I...
I say so many things to you, but I rarely say the ones that matter. I ask you to help get her dressed or to please let me know if you’ll be home late...
