One Small Box
Safety. I both long for it, and resent it. Everything about my life is safe, and for that I am truly thankful. I'm free to move about as I please, and so are my children, and there are moments when I truly, genuinely do not take that for granted. But there are more moments when I do take it for...
Being “Good” in a Drowning World
We spend most of these early, formative years with our children in the throes of training. Once we get them past the lumpy, squishy infant months where our main objective is merely to keep them alive, we move into the toddler years where, well, the objective is still to keep them alive. But a...
The Glamorous Life of the Stay at Home Writer
What's it like to be a writer? I hear this question every so often, and my first response is, "Super glamorous. I am practically famous. My office smells of rich mahogany." That's a total lie. Right now my office smells like a dirty diaper because it sits just outside the baby's room, and I...
Making it Home: A Guest Post by Emily Wierenga
I'm honored to share a post with you today written by my friend, Emily Wierenga. This is a story about her journey home, and it's packed with beauty as her writing often is. Emily is a poet, and a writer whom I deeply admire. I'm always awed by those who can string together sentences laced...
