I know how I got sick. I'm up at 3 am, sitting upright trying to drain my snotty nose, frustrated that it winds up in my already snotty throat. I wracked my brain trying (which is never a smart 3 am activity) to figure out how this happened again. For three weekends in a row,… Continue reading Snotty Noses and Chocolate Chip Cookies
5 a.m. was too early to be walking to the store. Though I enjoyed the view, the quiet, the cool air before the monsoon humidity got out of bed for the day, I wanted to be home, with my coffee and a quiet house before Charlie woke up. We were told, through a pipeline of… Continue reading An Almal Morning
I'm thankful that seasons change. That summer shifts to fall. I'm thankful that nothing can stop the autumn from coming -- the vibrant green leaves from falling from their branches, turning to crisp hues of golden wonder. I'm thankful that nothing can stop the breeze from breaking the summer heat. I'm thankful that this season, however long it lasts, will end.
This is the nature of his work, what he’s been given to do. His work isn’t here, it’s there in between the peaks I can see from the rooftops of this crowded valley. This was the second time he’s been away, it was longer than the first. This time though, he had more company. Maybe… Continue reading While Dad’s Away
I almost did it, gave into the madness. Throughout the day it wiggles its way into my thoughts and what a victory it is to say I've told it, each and every time, no, just no. You can't steal my joy. Because today, today the sun is shining. Birds are chirping their song through the… Continue reading Welcoming The Storm: Our Home Birth Story
"This is one of those things," he said. I wasn't sure what he meant but I cocked my head to the side, inclining an ear, offering him to explain why the piles and piles of dishes in the kitchen were one "one of those things". "Whenever I see this," he continued, "I think, man that… Continue reading Dirty Dishes