For Clementine on her 10th birthday One week before your 10th birthday you rest your head on my lap under the willow tree at the park on one of the first days the sun felt hot and real. I counted the freckles on your tulip nose. 109. Plus, more so tiny and shadedI cant number... Continue Reading →
I wrote this two weeks ago: Not very often in my life do I feel so overwhelmed or stretched thin that I feel close to breaking. In fact, my breaking point is so incredibly hard to get to, I sometimes wonder if I have one. I also sometimes wonder that if my breaking point were... Continue Reading →
Recently, I have been going through my old writing -- old websites, old books, old photo albums, doing research of my life like I have a test coming up. This is all of course, for my book and it has been incredibly therapeutic and all-consuming. Today, I found a post that I wrote on June... Continue Reading →
Needed: A new ritual Because, you know what is not ideal? When you finally get some clarity on a very important project, and then––your time is sucked into the universe with other things. Other things that are actually super important and can’t be ignored or directed elsewhere or postponed. I have 14 chapters of a... Continue Reading →
I spent this Mother's Day with my sister, our kiddos, and our good friend Andrea––eating, drinking, and talking about life, birth, mothers and daughters, and how motherhood has or hasn't been what we thought it would be. My sister said it best when she said that she knew motherhood would be hard and wonderful. But... Continue Reading →
In The Way 