There is no rush.Take this moment to pause, breathe. When you’re yelling at the kids to hurry up and getRead more
when john died,
i blamed myself.
turns out my siblings
blamed themselves too.
how does that work
longing on a train in the midwest (a poem)Read more
“I’m sad today,” I said to my kids.
I didn’t want it to be a big deal. I wanted it to be like one of Kate’s thousand little conversations, casually mentioned and repeated over time so that the lesson gradually and naturally sinks in.
But a thousand little conversations have to start somewhere.Read more