January 6, 2019 I share the last post of a blogging era in which I published on average...
This blog space was birthed out of gratitude. In 2011, I was in the midst of a reckoning...
My son recently pointed out how much I break the law. At first, I resisted what he had...
It’s nearing the end of summer vacation, and I’m out of ideas. For my kids, ages eight and...
She stands there, small as any eight year-old, hidden in the towering aisles of the toy store. She...
A few weeks ago, a friend laid an unfinished poem called “Holding the Baby” at my feet and...
Tuesday morning. I awake with loud ringing in my right ear. I stick my finger in it. Wiggle...
My son is waiting by the road for his ride to school. I remember being fourteen and waiting...
As we age, it seems, life presents us with two options: denial or humility. And, in my opinion,...
The pain stabbed me awake. Near midnight, on an ordinary Sunday evening, I awoke to the feeling of...
