I’m sitting on the couch when it comes, cycling through my usual websites with a growing sense of dread. I feel frozen, unable to move on to something else even though I know I need to. A wave of heat washes over my body, rising up my back, my neck,...
I taught the twins to give “Eskimo kisses.” Levi leans in, all serious, and clasps my head in his hands, one on either side. Then he swipes his tiny nose side to side against my own. It is unbearably cute. Isaiah has become a prolific kisser,...
I stood on a steep, wooded trail eating raspberries by the handful. In that moment I was only my outstretched arm, greedy fingers prying plump berries from large clusters. I was eyes trained on the color red hiding beneath green leaves; I was only a gaping...
(this is the view out the front of our house, the old garage I’m writing about is out back) My oldest son runs shouting into the house, eyes round like dinner plates. “We found an opening that leads underground!” he exclaims and I picture a doorway...
(Photo Source here, CC License.) Let’s just say it’s, oh, I don’t know . . . 90 degrees in the building that houses the high school’s swimming pool. And humid. Yes, very humid, like a sauna or a spa, although you’ll want to get the very idea of any...
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