Imagine if you will the absurdity of shipping 54lbs (24.5kg) of pictures. That’s what is on its way to my house. Fifty-four pounds of pictures. My entire inheritance from my beloved (even when he didn’t deserve it) grandfather who passed away last year. There was something like a coup when…
I am an extrovert. There’s no getting around this fact. As much as I hate get dressed, dragging myself out of the house, and going to see other people I love it. I thrive on conversations. I enjoy meeting new people. I honestly want to hear your life story and…
Sitting in bed watching a gas fire in the fireplace I wonder what I would say to a younger me if I could somehow reach back in time. If I could cross the years back to when I was 15 and having one of the worst years of my life….
Last week when I did the biweekly grocery shopping event (and with several teenagers at home it is a major event) I decided what my family really needed was a splurge. We’d been rushing around doing choir concerts, ASL learning events, conferences, and job interviews and it felt like we’d…
Many, many years ago, when the internet was young, I was a fourteen-year-old sitting in a quiet house in the windswept plains of Wyoming. It was time for the annual court-appointed visit to my father’s house. He was elsewhere. Maybe working. Maybe sleeping. Maybe drunk. My much-younger siblings were in…
2018 has been an interesting year for me. To say it didn’t quite go as planned is an understatement. In January I had some really big plans and a really tight schedule planned out. There was so much I wanted to do that by March I felt burnt out and…
Sometimes the world is a little too loud, a little too bright, a little too overwhelming. So here’s to everyone who enjoys the silence.
Every year at Easter time I try to recreate the orange bread of my childhood. Thick, chewy, perfumed by the last citrus of winter, it’s an ethereal memory that so often eludes me. In a perfect world, your mouth starts watering when the bread still has twenty minutes of baking…
For those of you who are new here are a few key things you need to know to make it through this post: – I was born with a genetic mutation called Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome. My collagen is a mess. I’m hypermobile. I can dislocate any joint with ease. I’m usually…
Sit down, this is going to take a minute. Do you know how hard it is to be a mom in modern America? Being a parent is a ridiculously difficult, notoriously underappreciated job. One where someone will *literally* die if you get things wrong. As a parent your main job…