Nadia was born with a head of dark hair that quickly turned light. Same with both of the boys. And then there are those blue eyes to contend with on all three of my biological kids. They don’t… Continue Reading
The first piece of devastating news comes via email on a nondescript afternoon. Afterward, I sit in a blue chair in my living room staring out the window in disbelieving shock for I’m not sure how long. How could this… Continue Reading
My littlest one, Vivienne, a strong-willed four-year-old, sat on the potty in the bathroom. She grunted. She sang. She read wordless board books. And then, she started to cry. All morning Viv had squirmed awkwardly while playing, laid her head… Continue Reading
It was seven after five o’clock when I decided to call. “Hi, I have an appointment at 5, but I’m stuck in traffic and I wanted to let you know I’m going to be late.” “Oooooooh …” the receptionist at… Continue Reading
Maybe a year ago, I heard two different translations in Greek (most likely at church) for the verb “to know.” One word conveys an understanding coming from proximity or exposure. The other translation means knowing comes from first hand, intimate knowledge.… Continue Reading
“Well, you run. You know. Running begets running,” she says. I laugh: we’re talking about creativity. And how doing hard things gets easier … after you do them over and over again. You just have to start.… Continue Reading
I stood at the sink holding a dead chicken. Not an actual chicken. I mean, yes, it was an actual dead chicken, but not a ‘hey mom, hold this, why do you think it died?’ type of chicken (we live… Continue Reading
Yesterday, I sat with my kids in a planetarium awaiting the start of a laser show. Just them and me. No one in my lap, no one crying, no one strapped to my front while standing in the back corner,… Continue Reading
Around the middle of last month, I felt off. Not sick, just cold: I couldn’t get warm and I didn’t know why. Maybe it was the weather change—from balmy to chilly—or the shorter days, that the holidays (and the end… Continue Reading
A few weeks into the school year, as my kids and I walked down the street, a neighborhood friend drove past us and slowed to a stop at the corner. We shouted Hi’s and How Are You’s to each other, she out… Continue Reading