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Category Archives: Writing
Where I’ll be
I also said yes to something that sounded fun in the moment and now seems incredibly scary. And I also must stick it out. So I will stay in this room and write what I need to write.
Read moreWriting Through Editing
I was 12 years old the first time I saw a profile view of myself. Standing in my parents’ bathroom with the pull-out mirror, I went to slide it back against the wall and happened to glimpse myself in the stationary mirror mid motion. I stopped, frozen in disbelief, as I looked at my nose from the side. It sounds
Read moreAre you home now?
I left my grandfather’s side at the hospital today and immediately went to get lost in the foothills. He had that look that everyone seems to have right before they die. His body still rests in this world but he is clearly somewhere else. I joked with my mom every time he murmured that he was dreaming about golf, cigars,
Read moreI am the one
I recently starting journaling with my 8yr old. We take turns answering questions and leaving each other notes. One of the questions asked “What would you do if you weren’t afraid to fail?” I put “I would be a writer.” She put “I would jump at Jumptime.” Almost the same thing. (Sidenote, she later confessed she thought it said FALL,
Read moreTo my favorite heart
When I decided to go to Kenya in 2010 many people thought it was a strange place to choose to visit. It didn’t make any sense when I tried to articulate it, but somewhere deep inside it fit so perfectly that I knew the experience would be important. So important that it justified a single mom, with two young children,
Read moreThis is not the problem
I once had a boyfriend who held me down on the bed and spit in my face, refusing to let me leave the house. When justifying it later, as he usually spent hours doing, he said it was his only choice since he couldn’t hit me. Personally, I think I would have rather taken a punch. That is what I
Read moreFractured Fairy Tales
Photo used with Creative Commons License from http://www.flickr.com/photos/stevensnodgrass/6496538781 I got pregnant at the age of 23. I graduated from college at the age of 25. I bought a house at the age of 26 I got a dog at the age of 30. I got married at the age of 32. I used to joke that my life was a
Read moreWhen your moment melts.
On my wedding day I was too preoccupied to ever be nervous. There was so much to do that I couldn’t even think about things not going right. I was hidden away in a room getting ready and I felt completely secluded from the rest of the wedding preparation. Once my makeup was on, my friends were gathered outside my
Read moreLife is hard, celebrate.
But life didn’t feel good. At least not all of the time. There were many moments when it did feel good, even close to perfect. There were others where it felt like so much more.
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Chop Wood, Carry Water 