I worry about a lot of things. I worry more as a mother. It makes you exist in the world differently. My heart breaks for the genocide in Myanmar, the never ending attacks in Syria, the famine in Yemen, the United State decision to separate children at the border. It aches for the word I… Continue reading Bones and Red Dots
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Twice thrice
Every year on their birthdays I write the girls a love letter of sorts. This year, I'm behind, but with a little grace for belated salutations, I'm still here keeping up the tradition. Bean turned two a little over a month again. My baby is no longer an actual baby. Dear Bean, My last baby.… Continue reading Twice thrice
Bud & Roots
Dear girls, Here is the thing. A scary, but honest thing: I can not keep you safe from life. Life is a place where both good and bad things happen. Everyday. Every single day. I worry about this. About which of the many bad things will happen to you. Some will be a choice. You… Continue reading Bud & Roots
Love, Mom 