I looked ahead in the extended forecast and saw the most terribly thrilling thing promised: spring.
Life in the Meantime
John Mark—our resident timekeeper— made a paper chain at the beginning of the month. One ring per day, counting down to the scheduled arrival of…
The Hand That Rocks the Cradle
I had another one of those interactions this week that I admit left me slightly speechless. I’ll come back to it in a moment. But…
Two Years
Yesterday was the two year anniversary of my mother’s passing. I felt off and tender all day, and was honestly quite grateful when it was…