Category: Life

#WhereILivedWednesday: Maple Street

It’s the first house I remember, though I no longer remember the entire address. Just the street. Maple Street, right off the main drag of 13th and Vine. When I drive past now it’s so tiny though I imagine back then I thought it pretty grand. Like so many others in small town Kansas, it’s […]

Scrunch. Blink.

She kept blinking. Deliberate, lingering blinks that drew the corners of her lips up and furrowed her brow and crumpled her cheeks into layers of creases. We’d left our beige bubble to venture to the museum, on our way to a scheduled workshop that would result in a Girl Scout badge. She brought a book […]

The Ticks and Tocks Are Back

For a brief time this afternoon I didn’t look at my phone. Not for email, not for text messages, not for status updates. Instead I stood in the school cafeteria and scooped sticky spoonfuls of vanilla ice cream and handed paper bowls to a seemingly endless line of fifth graders. It’s probably the closest I’ve […]

From My Pew

Seems all I’ve thought about today is perspective. I dragged the kids to church. They don’t like going, and they don’t hesitate to remind me that they’re unhappy when we go. Still, I take them and wink and make faces when they glare at me and generally pretend that I don’t notice their surly demeanor. […]

The Other Side of Five Bucks

My grandma was always stuffing money in my pocket. Not big bills—she didn’t have those, or she’d have given those, too—but ones or a five or, if the calendar was just right, a ten. Before I had kids she was direct; she’d say ‘get me my purse, hatza’ and when I’d change the subject and […]

The Power of One

It’s been one year since she left us. As I kneeled in church today after lighting a candle for her, I thought about what a small word that is. One. The time between then and now doesn’t seem all that small, even though I know it is. Maybe it’s my relationship to time in general; […]

#WhereILivedWednesday: Heaven on Claremont

It was my favorite. Still is. I found it after hastily signing a lease on a place in a more trendy part of town. That place was nice on paper; an exposed brick wall, high enough up for a view and a cute doctor lived next door. The allure didn’t last long, though. The roof […]

Middle Ground

It’s taken me forever to figure out how to start this post. That’s nothing new, actually; ever since high school, I’ve hated writing introductions. They seem like such a waste of time to me. I’d much rather just get on with it, say what I need to say, and move on. Done and done. This […]

#WhereILivedWednesday: Mertz Hall

There wasn’t much in the old blue van. Boxes of clothes, a few shoes, books, pictures. A stereo and cassette tapes. Boy, did I think that stereo was cool. I knew that I’d pick posters after I got there, after my dad and stepmom had gone back home. I hoped I had a view of […]

My Chair

I made him move from my chair. They think it’s funny, to stake their claim as I’m making my plate. I’m always the last to sit down to eat, after making sure everyone else has what they need before getting my own food and then joining them. On casual nights, like tonight, we sit in […]

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I am a freelance writer, ghost author, editor and content strategist. I am a mother to three extraordinarily ordinary kids, the daughter of a genuinely good man, and an aspiring yogi, creative non-fiction and memoir addict, wanna-be world traveler, and work in progress. This is my personal blog.
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