The universe is funny. Most days everything happens: small joys, small aches, small frustrations, and small mercies. There does not always feel like there is a purpose pulsing behind it all. Yet, once in a while, things make sense. Events suddenly resonate deep and in a way that makes you understand that there is something… Continue reading Chance, Magic, and Worth
I write the girls a love letter for their birthdays every year. Lately, they've been belated. "Without bravery, you will never know the world as richly as it longs to be known." - Big Magic, Elizabeth Gilbert Dear Dimples, In the middle of a wet and raw Spring beginning, you have started your sixth year… Continue reading Dear Six and Brave
I write the girls a love letter for their birthdays every year. My first born turned ten at the of February. I've been belated with them, but I'm still here trying. I have piled up drafts to work on, but these seem the most important thing I have to write I am blessed in life… Continue reading Dear Year Ten.