There was a time in my life when virtually all I did was think about diapers. Diapers, and did we have enough of them? And the one currently on, did it need changing? And if it did need changing, was my husband just pretending not to notice? And was there something about them that was... Continue Reading →
Someone I care about recently suffered a deep, life-altering loss. Her pain expands in ripples, and when I close my eyes at the end of the day I feel it brush against me. I want so badly to help, but I know there's very little I can do to ease her suffering. It's the kind... Continue Reading →
There is a feeling that bounces around in the pit of my stomach that I can only describe as longing. It stirs up now and then, and when it does I feel restless, unsettled. I feel like something doesn't quite fit - my clothes, my skin, my life. It happens less these days than it... Continue Reading →
If you don't quite know if you're an introvert or an extrovert, there are tests you can take online. They ask you questions like: "The thought of being around other people makes me feel: (a) Alive! (b) Exhausted." There should be a third option: Full of dread. I think COVID has proven to be the... Continue Reading →
I’m in an office, cement floors and recycled air and the ever-present hum of something toiling away behind the pockmarked ceiling panels. My bones are restless. To my right there is a window that doesn’t open. Beyond it, the top of a small tree. Small compared to the giant evergreens rooted in the forest not... Continue Reading →
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