Texts were flying back and forth as I looked at the window. It was still raining – drenching the streets, the mountain, our plans….

My Mom wasn’t there today, to walk us through her garden. She’s somewhere in the middle of Tennessee, driving through cotton fields with my…

It rained lightly at first – much like today.

I glanced out the kitchen window as the front lawn assumed a brilliant green and the…

I think we’re finally settling into the school routine. It’s taken a while. I still feel like I’m running behind life, grasping at wind…

“The world I live in is loud and blurring and toilets plug and I get speeding tickets… and I forget everything and these six…

Yesterday I noticed red shouts of color burning, branding themselves into the mountain. The scrub oaks are turning. In snatches now, with more coming….

Why is it that some days motherhood feels like an out-of-body experience?

One moment I feel that catch in my throat – something so tender…

She walked onto the stage wearing layers. How many I wasn’t sure. A long-sleeved t-shirt stretched the length of her arms. Cotton rippled round…