While I waited in an endless line, Aarick finished his purchases and left the store to load them into our vehicle. He was stopped on his way out.
We were fine with being riotous and silly and human and joyful until someone Outside was watching – then, prunes and prisms.
People say you don’t have to worry at all, just trust, but I have never found that secret.
Listen to the tapping of rain and the rumble of thunder as the storm begins. Walk up the mighty ramp to get inside the boat…
August 17, 2017 She showed up beside by my bed at three a.m. “Mommy,” she said, “I am having great pain.” That is an odd phrase, I thought. And I got up and asked questions and chose her some medicine, and scooted over to make space for her in the bed. She slept with me […]
How many of us do you think will have the chance to speak timely words to a mother dithering on the edge of her pro-life / pro-choice decision? One in a hundred? Less than that? I cannot tell. But I know this: Every day, my words and actions to everyone around me vote for life […]