There is a road that leads to my childhood hometown that slices a path through fields of mint. I used to yell at whoever was driving to roll their windows down, even in the heat of summer, when we’d get to that specific spot where I knew the air would be filled with the sweetest fragrance imaginable. It wasn’t the
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When we were in the hospital the Chaplain brought us coloring pages. My nurse, who helps grieving parents, told me that for some women coloring is the closest they can get to finding a ‘nothing place’. A nothing place is where you go to not feel the pain all around you. It helps you survive the burning house. So I try
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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 moreWhen 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,
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Chop Wood, Carry Water 