Grief: the uninvited friend

“Mama come see! Come see!” I hear exclaimed from the bathroom. “Looook!” I see her ducks, all varying in size, lined up along the edge of the bath. I force my face to light up in surprise as if I had never seen her do this before. And of course she would do it at … Continue reading Grief: the uninvited friend


Milk, messes, and marriage

Somehow marriage can tend to get a little lost in the midst of parenting. And by somehow I mean at the end of the day when those keys jingle at the door and a big hug and warm greeting turns into “here— take him!” Or when a conversation ends in one big "never mind!" because … Continue reading Milk, messes, and marriage