I first met Time when I was about 27 years old. Danith was asleep with his back turned to me. Pluto was snoring in his bed on the floor beside me. The moon shone through the white sheer curtains in our guest bedroom, making the white beadboard on the one wall glow. At that moment, IContinue reading “A Relationship With Time”
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At The River
After I delivered Daffy on Thursday evening, our doctors and nurses repeated that we could stay in our room for as long as we wanted and that we could see Daffy as often as we wanted. Our room was spacious with a comfortable couch for Danith to sleep on, but the next morning, he wasContinue reading “At The River”
A Beautiful Connection
During my junior year in college, I resided in The Village, a duplex-style dormitory reserved for upperclassmen. An RA wasn’t on high alert to knock on a door for loud music or for the burning of incense. A parking lot was just yards away, so unloading groceries was a cinch. Collegiate neighbors, with their beerContinue reading “A Beautiful Connection”
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”
Watching The Leaves
Yesterday, while preparing Italian sausages and bell peppers for dinner, I heard it outside. Like knives, cold and metallic, hitting each other. I dropped the peppers, grabbed my phone from the console, and hurried to the sliding glass door in my family room. I had been right about what I had heard. Outside the windContinue reading “Watching The Leaves”
Fireflies and Daffodils 