It’s easy not to pay attention, not to care. It’s not my family’s history. It’s not my native land. But ever since moving here, I’ve wanted to know more and, thankfully, my husband is also a forever student. So we went to the cemetery, baby and one set of grandparents in tow. It was beautiful….
life
500: pacifiers and other whole matters
She reached over and picked it up in a manner that spoke to ritual, to surrender. It’s nap time; I should get my pacifier. That’s what we call it. No abbreviations or nicknames. Pacifier. I’m determined to teach her whole things, real things. I don’t want her to be 7 thinking Adam and Eve ate an apple….
500: breaking rules, baking bread
For a Sunday, we were up early–one of the perks of having a baby. Before eating breakfast, I decided it’d be nice to make a sweet bread of some sort, something quick, a little sugary and a lot tastey. Baking isn’t unusual for me. Neither is baking bread nor baking something for the first time….
500: Sabbath
It’s an appropriate topic given the day, the 24hr rest, the come-away time, the break, the long nap, the escape, the excuse to go nowhere, the convenient practice, the reason for not doing homework, the reason for not clocking in, the oddest day of the week, the most special time… I keyed in that paragraph…
500 words
I have one particular goal: to live more fully than I have been. Sure, that could manifest itself in a ton of ways. Too vague! Ok. Here are a few specifics. Write more. It’s the way I process best so why not make the time to take advantage of a good thing? I’m starting by…
still…
When where you are isn’t where you thought you’d be… When you didn’t necessarily have a clear sense of where you’d be but your current state is surprising…and stings… When you want the memories to stop holding such weight… When you know someone will provably accuse you of over sharing… When you freeze a little…
ants & trust
i’m an “i can do this” sort of person which often creates a lot of frustration in my life. why? because my efforts often teach me that i actually don’t have what it takes–the skills, the time, the support, the wisdom, the long suffering, the…you name it. yet, disappointment doesn’t stop me from trying, once…