All Is Not Fair

It was on a Saturday afternoon in April that I learned I was pregnant with Kiri.  I had been irritable and anxious all week, wanting to know but afraid of the answer.  I had just returned home from helping to clean a neighborhood park in honor of Earth Day, and I didn’t bother to showerContinue reading “All Is Not Fair”

This I Believe

This I believe: I am my daughter’s mother. I’ve always recognized that I live a much easier life than many. My native country endured a civil war, I was born amidst it, but I didn’t suffer through it. Instead, my existence—my incessant crying and hunger pangs—put others around me at risk. Still, I didn’t showContinue reading “This I Believe”

Baby Sprouts

I accustomed myself to accepting death at a very young age.  Death happens.  A person is born, she lives, and she dies.  At its simplest form, a leaf sprouts, soaks in the sun, ripens with color, and crumbles between the fingers in the fall.  In the spring, the cycle will start up again. I thinkContinue reading “Baby Sprouts”