We’re All Just Walking Each Other Home
It was late afternoon on a Sunday afternoon when I made the mistake of looking up. The coffee shop was silent, all eyes were on me, and I’m pretty sure you could have heard a pin drop if one actually did, you know, drop. I held a crisp, white and silver book in my...
Paying Attention
I am watching. I listen and I learn. I give and grow and watch you do the same. I am not yet a mother, but I am paying attention. She rises early for just a few moments of silence. The powdered remains of Cheerios have created a thin film over the breakfast table. My...
Just Show Up
Sometimes a knock at the door is the best sound in the entire world. Other days it’s a text message alert at just the right time. And always, hands down, finding a letter in your mailbox is one of life’s simplest, most joyful gifts. A few years ago I saw...
Thicker Than Water
They say that blood runs thicker than water. That’s true. They also say that there are friends that are more like family. That’s true, too. For several years I would have denied that second one, though. Community steam-rolled me down flat and I swore I...
Set the Table
There’s something special about tables. Before you decide I’ve gone completely crazy, hear me out. You could argue that they’re commonplace, something most people sit down at without thinking twice about. And I couldn’t even disagree because your words would be true....
A book for the broken hopefuls… Even If Not: Living, Loving, and Learning in the in Between
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