Advent


Dark days

The point of Christmas is that Christ entered. Here. He is the last person in the world to be upset with a mess, or rattled by the unforeseen. He is acquainted with grief.

December 23, 2018

Ever after


People

I wrote this piece many weeks ago, about living as a foster parent and a woman. Now at last I am young enough to share it.

August 23, 2018

Of lost doors


Foster care

I dreamed I saw her again Her sweet little grin Her sister hung back and wouldn’t touch me But she came to my arms And snuggled And smiled I held her And when I woke there was a pit of darkness in my heart That will not go away, still And no matter what I […]

October 24, 2016

Remembering Grandpa


People

When I was a child, I had more grandmothers than I could count—grandmothers and step-grandmothers and great-grandmothers, all beloved— but only one Grandpa. Grandpa was from Minnesota—a tough cookie, hardly sick a day in his life. He loved snow and popcorn and apple cider and northern lakes. He could tell stories that left us in […]

June 10, 2013