Several months ago (I am ashamed to say it's been that long), I started the "let's sort through my childhood-college photos and papers" project. {In fact, I should be upstairs doing that instead of writing about it... but alas, I have a few quiet minutes... and the coffee is downstairs!} It was an innocent enough … Continue reading Belonging(s)



It's funny how when things happen to people close to you, memories that otherwise seem buried can reappear with clear detail and strong emotion. This morning, my sister-in-law had her first baby. And I wept. Because it took me back to when I gave birth to James, my precious son. I remember the toll of … Continue reading Remembering