I love to anticipate. It’s the thrill of planning a vacation, mentally packing outfits, mentally sight-seeing, mentally relaxing over chargrilled burgers. It’s the thrill of picking the next good book.…
Tag: <span>peace</span>
I inadvertently guffaw at the word “Rest” as we come out of a week’s siege of stomach flu that has left a baby wide awake in dark hours and diapers…
I love Facebook. It allows me to delude myself with 15 seconds of fame. I can pull up that busy blue page, type “[This] happened today!”, and for two-ish hours,…
“Mama, I like spending time with you.” Little Friend offers up this sweet compliment when I am up to my elbows in kitchen clean up, my tongue stuck out in…
At first, I think, “I want quiet.” This may be because I heard a chirping beside my bed at 6:45 am. Then two beady little eyes popped above the bassinet…
A head, downy as a baby mole’s underbelly, snuggles velvet under my chin. With each tiny puff of breath comes a mourning dove’s sigh: “Coo…coo…coo…coo.” The breath would not pass…