On Long Goodbyes and Exchanging Ashes for Beauty

Child, I want you to know that sometimes there are no words, and questions hit us deep, and really, we’re inadequate in expressing, let alone understanding, the ache of a world that doesn’t make sense. When there are so many ashes, and it’s hard to see beauty. Because honestly, we want everything to be […]

Gathering In as the World Unravels

On Monday, I watched as a town unraveled in a matter of minutes. Many of us did, I suspect, as unmasked reporters choked on tear gas, shots rang out, and fires erupted.

It would be so easy to say, “not my people, not my mess, not my country,” but I know that in my country, […]

Day 17 – There will be times

There will be times, Child, when it feels like the rug has been pulled from beneath your feet, and you’re shaken to your core.

These times will come when you least expect it. Days when gunshots ring through Parliament and the supposedly safe country you live in seems confused and shocked and without answers. […]

Day 8 – You’re not perfect (& that’s okay)

Child, we adore you. Really. It’s obvious, because when you asked Daddy last weekend for a puppy, I saw his iron-clad resolve start to crack, just a little. We think you’re extraordinary, truly, in so many ways. That’s the way it should be, I think – finding freedom in never wondering whether your parents […]