We lost a small part of our home this week...
I was struggling.
I knew I had failed...
Why is it the joy of others makes my hurt ache more acutely?
It seemed like any other wedding...
Transitions are hard.
We were locked outside. It was 103 degrees. The electricity was out. We had no food. We had no water.
"I am an atheist." These words derailed me.
Her bottom lip began a rapid expansion, reaching four-times its normal size in seconds. As I backed away her face seemed to collapse, like slow-motion sink-hole disaster footage
It happened so fast. One moment Hannah was lying sedately in my lap, pointing to Eric Carle’s very busy spider, and the next launching herself into flight.