Our entire house was entirely packed up the week before boarding a one-way flight to Maui. Ten years of life and marriage and memories were neatly sorted and labeled and boxed away in a single twenty-foot storage unit. I managed to find a moment alone on that last day, just before we left our high-desert...
It’s impossible to articulate the kind of mind-wrestling that has taken place these last six weeks. The constant back-and-forth and checking in and “do we? Don’t we?” questioning and pros and cons lists. When it came down to it, we had two choices: we could believe God to make a way where there was no...
Last night was restless. Our babe was in bed with us by 10, restlessly whimpering every ten minutes from an unknown sleep-interrupter. My legs were pregnancy-restless. And my mind was moving-restless. Or maybe it was analytical-restless, taking all these mixed emotions and turning them upside down and sideways, trying to find a way to compartmentalize...
Last month marked the beginning of the chaos. The car breaking down, the rent going up, the renter across the ocean breaking the lease, the hurricane that wasn’t, the stomach flu, the income slowing down from throwing caution to the wind and taking a year to do nothing but be a mom and write a...
For a while there, after Jordan was born, the bulk of my daily conversations with my closest girlfriends was an interview of sorts centered around one fundamental question: how did you know when your family was complete? There I was, with no-longer-empty arms and a heart full and spilling over with the afterglow of our miracle,...
