Nine years ago, I was a senior in college. My parents had just found out I was pregnant. And in a whirlwind, my life changed. At my mom's orders, I moved out of my apartment, quit my jobs, and moved back into my mom's house. I found a new job. I transferred my language class... Continue Reading →

Last Friday I lost my job. I was let go, terminated, dismissed. Whatever you want to call it. At first, I was upset. But a week has passed. And over the past week, the anger and bitterness has drained out of me like water swirling down the drain of a bath tub. I have had... Continue Reading →

I know growing a child inside of you is a miracle and it should be enjoyed at every stage, blah blah blah. But I am an impatient person and have always thought it takes too long and I want to meet my baby. But this weekend, my viewpoint shifted a little bit. I thought of... Continue Reading →

Perhaps these kids aren't spaced apart quite far enough. Don't get me wrong - they're not Irish twins and they are just barely far enough apart that I don't look like one of those nuts who doesn't believe in birth control. But they will be two weeks less than two years apart. Which makes some... Continue Reading →

Brandon is at the biting age. Not that he's biting, but getting bitten. Which is a bit shocking to me, because I thought my kid was more the bullying type than the type to be bullied. Just this morning he stole the banana from the mild-mannered kid sitting next to him. Yet two days this... Continue Reading →

When we are young, we are vibrant and adventurous and energetic and charismatic. Or at least, that’s how we choose to remember ourselves. What is it about adulthood that churns us all out into these drab, reasonable and cautious people? It’s as if responsibility is a vacuum and it takes all of us in our... Continue Reading →

Song of the snails on their way to a funeralTranslation - original text is in Frenchby Jacques Prévert Two snails went to the burial of a dead leaf.  They had black shells with crêpe on the horns.  They left in the evening, a beautiful evening in autumn.  But when they arrived, it was already spring.  The... Continue Reading →

People give pain, are callous and insensitive, empty and cruel...but place heals the hurt, soothes the outrage, fills the terrible vacuum that these human beings make. ~ Eudora WeltyI love coming home. The highlight of my day is bringing Brandon back home after long days at work and daycare. Here I am happy. Here, I... Continue Reading →