When grace is a hammock

Currently our thermostat reads 84 degrees. It could be worse. Outside, the temperature has risen to 102 — more than a bit jarring to our Northwest sensibilities. Lala and a friend play store downstairs. When I bring them fruit and crackers, they tell me that...

Five Minute Friday: SAFE

Every pulse of my being desires to keep her safe. Draw her up close and not let go. Surround her with covers and the tenderness of my mama arms, stroking her tired head, rubbing her sore tummy in circles. I am still drunk on coziness, the wonder of stories read on...

Made to be birds

don’t you remember what it was like to swim the air, float on open sky, alight on branches and sing your wild heart out to dwell at night in the shadow of parent wings, the honey warmth of feather’s nurture? somewhere you began to give away the shelter,...