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(This story was originally posted last summer as part of a longer essay, click HERE to read part 1.) I’m headed to the biggest grocery store in town on the day before the fourth of July. This is only the second time I’ve ever gone shopping alone with all...
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He crosses the sandy shore, walking his slow, sturdy toddler walk and carrying a small, plastic teaspoon filled with sand. Shirtless, still wearing his pajama shorts, he focuses with a force of determination that causes his hand to...
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Last summer I stood watching my then four-year-old son trying to learn to float at swim lessons. He’s as scrawny as a wet cat, all skin and bones with straw colored hair sticking out in every direction. I’m thankful for the swim shirt that hides the...
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I slide carefully crafted prayers under heaven’s door – reasonable requests plainly scrawled on flat, white sheets of paper. These, God takes and turns, fold by fold, into something new, sending them back in the...
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Anxiety hit at the same time consciousness did, dense and heavy, suffocating. Raising my head a few inches from my crumpled pillow, I reached with blind hands toward the snooze button in an effort to beat back the day. Almost simultaneously, reflexively, as...
