I’ve accepted the challenge to write 500 words a day for the next month. Oh goodness. Five hundred words. That’s like writing a two page paper every day for the …
This Year, We Dance: How a Fight and a Tatoo Brought Me to the Dance Floor
The valley of depression I am walking through once convinced me I would never get out. Isn’t it funny, though, how the small, inconsequential things sometimes precipitate a tremendous turning …
She’s Sun and Rain
Dear Ansley, To the girl who’s sun and rain…fire and ice, I’m praying deeply for you as this next year of your life blooms. Those old Garth Brooks’ lyrics crack a …
And Then You Were Eight
Dear Reed, When I greeted you on your birthday and happily announced, “Buddy, you’re 8 today!” you adamantly refused: “I’m 7!” Glad I’m not the only one a little reluctant …
A Raw Confession: Tending to my Soul
I’m well aware of my strengths. Intelligent. Loyal. Caring. It’s easy for me to be honest and vulnerable. I love to laugh. I can be witty. I’m teaching you the …
The Year of the Red Rainboots
To the little boy who grew to be five, There are these red rain boots that you adopted about two years ago, a hand-me-down from a much loved neighbor-friend. Even …
Happy 2nd Birthday, Ansley!
Dear Ansley, Happy birthday, baby! Just a couple months ago I was worrying myself over your not-yet-talking ways. But, just like always, you weren’t in any hurry to impress anyone …
Happy 7th Birthday, Reed!
Dear Reed, This year, the day before you turned 7 years old, you lost your first baby tooth. And while there have been many signs along the way that babydom …
On my 6th Mother’s Day
My dear, wildly precious children, Being your mother is, to me, a mostly impossible task. I’m being asked to be who I am not yet. You see, I didn’t often …
The Year that Made you Four
To the boy who declared he turned 44 this birthday, You are joyful and vibrant and full of light. You love purple and pink and swords and glitter and songs …