A couple of days ago, someone - a boy, a man, a monster - walked into an elementary school and shot 19 children dead, along with two teachers who tried to protect them. They were in the fourth grade, younger than my youngest child. It's a magic age, in between little and big. Old enough... Continue Reading →
Forgive me if I talk too much about the rain. I live in the Pacific Northwest. It's what we do. Winter is perpetually soggy. As I type this we are in between rain showers and the sky outside my window is an expanse of white. No clouds. No tiny glimpses of sunlight. It is a... Continue Reading →
Some people hate the whole idea of New Year's Eve. The overpriced night out. The pressure for it to be sparkling and glamorous. The resolutions that will undoubtedly be abandoned. The diets that will inevitably fail. Cancel the whole thing, some people say. Make it just another day. Just a new calendar on the wall.... 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 →
I've gotten better at noticing things. The taste of coffee in the morning. The warmth of the mug against my palm. The smell of it, still steaming: sweet, earthy. When I go out for a walk, which isn't as often as I should, there is a particular way that sunlight filters through the trees that... Continue Reading →
It's dark outside, and wet. The rain taps against the living room window. It will be like this for the next six months or so. Winter - and fall, and spring - in the Pacific Northwest. Yesterday was miserable, the skies near black and stormy. but on the drive home the thick layer of clouds... Continue Reading →
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