An Early Birthday Prayer

On our walk last night, we stopped in at our friends’ home.  We live in the sort of small town where people still visit after dinner on front porches, back yards, and sidewalks.  It’s what I love about living here—the casual, impromptu meetings, the gathering of friends to make sense of our days.  After chatting …

Falling Feathers

This post from April appeared today on Women for One. I recently read “A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings” by the great Gabriel Garcia Marquez with my senior English class.  We, of course, were reading and discussing the short story as the great example of Magic Realism, but at the center of the story …

The Morning Through My Baby’s Eyes

The baby woke this morning very early and it was as if she could hear the birds chirping over the rush of her humidifier, as they called her to start the day.  She pointed to the window, light starting to come through the blinds, and said her favorite hushed phrase of “what’s that?”  As sweet …

Strawberries in Winter

We were dancing on a dance floor, lights flickering in the darkness, but her face was glowing in the shades of dark purples and blues.  I took her hands in mine and said “Are you happy?  Like really happy?”   And she responded “I am.  I really am.”  Pulling me away from our dancing, she led …