For the free gift is not like the trespass. When the thunder clapped such that the walls shook hard, and my bones shook violently in my bed, I thought the end of the world had come. It was one of those jolt-awake impressions, where dreams leak into this reality and we don’t know which way […]
Archives for September 2012
Letter To My Teenage Self
I simply love Emily Freeman’s blog Chatting At The Sky, and I have been deeply moved by the letters I’ve read at her current link up. Here is my own letter to the teenage me: Ah Harmony, I look back at you and I love. It was such fun to be you. You of the imagination, […]
When He’s Gone
I’m not sure how the space can feel so silent when around me five children are all the noise that five children can make. But he’s gone, that man I married, traipsing another continent without internet or phone, and I’m alone. It’s only two weeks, and only the first of many weeks to come, […]