Right now, my oldest child is sleeping next to me, so I’ll try to type quietly. There. Is that better? Imagine me whispering this to you, while snuggled up under an electric blanket. Three months ago, a little boy sobbed as we held him for the first time. He came …
We sipped our tea and read a poem about children whose eyes notice more than adult eyes because they’re closer to the ground. I closed the app on my phone (I wish I could have said “closed the book”) and sipped the tea slow. “What does this poem say to …
We woke up this morning, with frost hanging all over the world. The icy crystals glistened, determined to hang on for as long as they could. The world woke up in rancor and division over the election results. My heart is not quiet. Michael has been reassuring me, speaking into …
