As the school year winds down and the graduation ceremonies and parties gear up, you hear the same parental refrain: Make Time Stop. And I get it, I felt similar emotions when my oldest was graduating from high school. Then, I was gathering up moments from babyhood through elementary school and beyond and holding them... Continue Reading →


Once there was a girl and she walked through the halls of a large, sprawling house which she did not build. She carried a blueprint in her pocket and sometimes she consulted it for direction, but not always. The girl walked, in and out of halls and rooms, through every year of her life. In... Continue Reading →


Once there was a girl who walked down a road. Her dress was tattered and her hair dirty and knotted. She thought she was alone, but she was wrong. When she finally felt his hand in hers, she looked up and smiled with recognition. And kept walking. One day, he started to speak to her... Continue Reading →


late night prayer: my singing my teaching my writing my son my daughter my husband my marriage my family my friends my body my mind my thoughts my eyes my ears my hands my actions my future my past my present my breath my enemies my struggles my victories my hope my fear my vocation... Continue Reading →


missing your mother a few years in is like walking around the edge of a large pit in the ground the more you look at it how deep and dark and unending the more likely you will fall in you remember what it was like down there the raw ceaseless howling and you have no wish... Continue Reading →


apple green kitchen walls pinecones that smell of cinnamon bare feet walking on smooth floors   tangy greek yogurt and icy blackberries lungs that fill and empty sun shining through windows   mushy dog who holds my gaze flannel and fleece quiet and calm   hot coffee and cold milk honey yellow pillow, sky blue... Continue Reading →


there is a room in my mind that is mine and locked and blue I go there to think and muse and never pray I leave notes behind which no one ever reads and yet each time I enter I expect to find in return one small envelope and very few precious words like water... Continue Reading →


People I know are seeking and finding new opportunities, and I am mostly so happy for them. They are leaving, moving forward, and growing, and I am not. I’m a bird in a nest when everyone else is flying and I am left picking at straw. Sometimes watching them makes me cranky and jealous, and... Continue Reading →


some nights I walk down a hallway back and forth in silence with no idea where I’m headed there are no windows and no air and the only door I want to try is locked I curl up on the floor and wait for morning when the sun will rise again   © 2016 my... Continue Reading →

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