Giddy
Soaking up sun. We walk, his little hand in my big one. A constant narrative tumbling off his tongue like the little stream we stop to wade through in the field. No clouds, all day. And I can’t keep from smiling because I’m off to see Lizardek and Blue Poppy. Certain delight.
Soaking up sunshine
It felt like spring today, for the first time. The mercury climbed to the upper fifties, and the sky, this afternoon, looked like heaven’s housewife had hung all her downy comforters out to be tossed by a mischievous wind. The sun shone down with real heat. I came home from work, threw on my black [...]
Life is happening right now
He told me he loved me, for the first time, yesterday. Driving home on our washboard bumpy dirt road, spread thick with mud like peanut butter on an open faced sandwich, he said, “I yuv you mommy.” I said, “What?” Not really listening, caught up in the replay of a Teri Gross interview with the [...]
Grin.
Mail.
The small envelope arrived. With it a thousand other possibilities, and certain (if not temporary) heartache.
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I am a multimedia storyteller, digital strategist, idea starter, stalker of wonder, finder of four leaf clovers, MFA graduate student, and mama of boys. My first book,
will be published by SKIRT! Books in September, 2012.
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