What If Max Isn’t Old?
We’ve been thinking and talking about Max alot lately. We’re getting the new puppy on Friday, and it’s only...
Category: love stories
Just Letting It All Unfold On Its Own
This year, each one of the little boys were held, as babies, by their teachers. These two teachers both...
Imagine If You Saved Every Story From Every Cup of Tea
Tea was a new substance, and it seemed to work — this calming my nerves. That cup was sort...
Let Me Show You What I See
When he tells us that he has seen a turtle, I think he’s talking about the head sticking out...
I Hope There Will Be Clutter In Heaven
A clutter-free home must be just about as elusive as a weed-free garden. No matter how much diligence is...
I’ll stop at 999
He has been making paper cranes for several weeks now — part of a current, perpetual, unending origami obsession...
Your Radiance
On May 22, 2011, I woke to the sound of cartoons, softly muted, making their way up the stairs....
Summer’s Touchstone
This photo, taken a few happy weeks ago, is my touchstone for how I will define the summer of...
The Rain Sparkled All Night Long
The two of us sat outside, under an arched portico, at a marble table that was meant to seat...