1Jun 4, 2021
“Mom?” Riley reaches into the cabinet to my right, rising up on her toes behind me, leaning like a shoot. I wash dishes at the sink, my sore hands soothed by the hot water, the soft soap. The bottoms of my feet hurt from standing so long, and at the end of an afternoon spent […]
2Nov 20, 2015
Dinner time–almost, and already the crisp darkness makes our window panes cold beneath my fingers. I switch on lamps to fill the room with light, light I hope will glow well beyond the house, slipping out around the edges of the panels of the curtains, beaming boldly through the glass. And with the light, I pray […]
3Aug 14, 2015
Thank you, Lord, that we have plenty of food to eat. It’s a simple thing he says holding my hand, breathing deeply before God, just as I sit down with a sigh, just as I’ve gotten it all wrong and lost my grateful perspective. Five minutes and it’s time to take Zoe to school. It […]
4Aug 2, 2013
I admit it: Sometimes my attitude stinks. I wake up heart sick—breathing sighs, swallowing complaint, coughing up rot. It spreads quickly, my gray brooding. Suddenly I look around, and my husband and children carry my heavy. My ungratefulness wraps their shoulders, black and thick-chained. And together we ache, weary of this place, and our blinded […]