Lilith lost her favorite stuffy, Snuggles, yesterday. We went to the beach, and she wanted to take her. I should have said no or at least made her put Snuggles in the boot of the bike, but she wanted to hold her. Somewhere along the way, Snuggles was dropped. As...
Today it rained. And I prayed and cried and sweat and twisted from my body all the stagnant pieces of a story I hold precious. It’s a childs story. My child. The story of her making and highlights from each year of her life. It’s a bit comical, now after...
Hands down my favorite dessert of childhood. Every year for my half-birthday, my mom would make me one. She’s adorable like that. She would sing ‘Happy Half-Birthday’ and gift me a little trinket. Now, I do the same for my daughter. If you ask her, “When is your birthday?”, she...
My eyes open to a dark morning here in my apartment. The end of night pronounced in unequivocal fervor by the neighborhood gang of roosters, followed with only a touch less passion by my longing for coffee. It is December. That knowing strikes a romantic chord in the chorus of...
I haven’t written in a while. To be honest, I haven’t written much in the last 4 years. I’m a writer. I’ve always been a writer, but I don’t create well under pressure. And the pressures of Motherhood are intense. Especially right now. “Especially right now?” You ask with a...