Category Archives: My Little Ones
SupermoonDaughter, The moon travelled close to meet your arrival. It loomed larger in the sky than any time in the past eightyView full post »
Guest Posting – Navigating Grief as Life Moves ForwardThe wound remains. Time has passed, is passing still, and I hold our long, awaited baby. The pain of the full-termView full post »
Finally HomeShe feels so light in my arms. What if I cannot hold on to her? We buckle her into the carseat that is supposedView full post »
First DaysThese first days after birth melt one into another, a beautiful fog. She was born at 12:38pm. Tonight I don’t haveView full post »
The Future…The only place I marched today was to the grocery store and back home for my son’s thirteenth birthday party. But IView full post »
Worth itFor six years I have wondered if it’s cruel to put them through it all over again. When we began talkingView full post »
Joy – a birth storyThis time my breath is calm and my hair brushed. I could have turned and walked back out, this is no middle ofView full post »
Always“Then, suddenly again, Christopher Robin, who was still looking at the world, with his chin in his hand, called outView full post »
Seven Years Missing HimIt’s been seven years, and this time I’m not surprised, by the anniversary, by the march of time. LosingView full post »
After the RainIn California every day is the same. Blue. Sunny. When we moved here I was glad for that. I was so tired ofView full post »
Joy RisingSometimes I wake up and feel the stillness, I wonder if I’m empty again. I wait, trying just to breath whenView full post »
WatermenEvery year they do Junior Lifeguard camp. Every year they become the next level of watermen. So proud of themView full post »
Knight in Shining Armor“Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.” ― Dr. Seuss Thankful that he keeps me a child. ForView full post »
Like Jazz“The goofy thing about the Christian faith is that you believe it and don’t believe it at the sameView full post »
Year’s BeginningEvery year we begin with a climb. Right up the hill and back. We’re joined by crowds making the pilgrimageView full post »
ChampionsMy boys all dressed up, running around in the golden hour. You can head over to Childhood Unplugged for moreView full post »
Simple MomentsIt’s that time again. Another new month, another chance to take stock of how we are living the majority ofView full post »
Childhood UnpluggedMy kids don’t have everything, but what they do have is made of dirt and sunshine, the moon, stars, oceanView full post »
the tribeShortly after we moved here, happy to be back in California but uprooted once again due to my husband serving inView full post »
Neverland“Of course the Neverlands vary a good deal. John’s, for instance had a lagoon with flamingos flyingView full post »
bunkbeds + booksThey are my heart, my very being. They complain, argue and make messes. They create what I never could imagineView full post »
Artist’s StatementWe drove across the country and I shot a roll of film, and the photos were all a mess. Light leaks or maybe myView full post »
SkatingLast December we went back to Indiana for Christmas. These are a few film shots from the kids’ first ice skatingView full post »
cut back to barely nothingBefore a year had passed, we moved from the house you died in . Or maybe you died while I stood in the streetView full post » |
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