Dear husbandry, As I sit down to write this letter to you it is the day before our eleventh anniversary. It’s a Thursday, my least favorite day of the week. Already this morning I’ve followed behind Cassidy to clean messes both toothpaste-y and littered with glass shards. And then there was the black bean soup incident. You don’t know it yet but I mistakenly grabbed cayenne in place of paprika and rendered this evening’s slow-cooked … Continue reading The simmering year
If we’re Facebook friends, you may remember having seen this update I posted back in June. If you read the text, you’ll see that the first picture was taken just after the boys and I had finished walking prayer circles around the lot. When I say we walked prayer circles, I mean to say that we quite literally joined hands and walked round and round in circles around our lot, taking turns speaking aloud our … Continue reading The Rock
Every once in awhile a something comes across on my Facebook that makes me cringe: a post or a share or a dramatic declaration that oozes feminism. To be clear, I should say that I don’t believe feminism to be a bad thing, strictly speaking. Different but equal, if you will. Modern society, though, has bastardized the concept. I liken it to the ripple effect of hazing. Like when upperclassmen spend a year or more … Continue reading Five generations strong
Right now, life in transition roars like static in my ears. It rushes in blurred streaks like cars on the freeway. It is neither here nor there but clustered in tight bunches, dotted across the map. Within upheaval there is the risk of certain memories fading and so I’m pressing an inconceivable pause button long enough to record the moments I don’t ever want to lose. It was a Friday morning. I woke and went … Continue reading There came life
This being the week leading up to Mother’s Day, I decided to spend it focusing on the mothers in my life. I only have one that I call my own, but there are several other mothers who matter to me. I started with a letter to my grandma, and then wrote one for my daughter. Today’s letter is to my mom. Dear Mom, I’ve been saving this letter for last because I knew it would … Continue reading Open letter to my mom
This being the week leading up to Mother’s Day, I decided to spend it focusing on the mothers in my life. I only have one that I call my own, but there are several other mothers who matter to me. Today’s letter is to my daughter, as she prepares to give birth to her first baby–a daughter–later this month.
This being the week leading up to Mother’s Day, I decided to spend it focusing on the mothers in my life. I only have one that I call my own, but there are several other mothers who matter to me. I think it’s fitting to start at the tippy top, so today I’m honoring my grandma. She is–always has been–a spitfire of a woman, a tangle of spunk poured into a teeny little frame (I … Continue reading Open letter to my grandma
Today I’m unveiling a new category of topics here on the blog. Such is Life is my answer to those of you asked for more personal memoir posts in 2015. In today’s post, I’m going to tell you how I feel about my daughter’s pregnancy. I made the blog announcement rather matter-of-factly when I shared our year in review Christmas letter. Having already told the news to most of my real life family and friends, I felt … Continue reading How I feel about my 20 year-old, unmarried daughter’s pregnancy