This week we started playing this game: “Who in this room do you think is your child visiting here from the future?” My son says maybe he’s my twin who has travelled to the future to act as my son. Or maybe I’m his twin traveling back from the future to replace his (or I…
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So I write another post. It’s been another week. I’ve been digging through my old writing trying to find something to say. I talked to my friend Cheyenne last night, he is lovely and sweet and says, “Do you want feedback?” before telling me exactly what I needed (but don’t always want) to hear. Then…
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I’ve been wishing I’d lose my voice again, been avoiding phone calls and text messages. I’ve been crying at lunch. I’ve been afraid of talking to my children. I’ve been afraid of anyone else talking to my children. I’ve been awake. I’ve been dreamless.I’ve been thinking about decaying coral reefs. I’ve been holding the hand…
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Thursday night I lost my voice. I spent the next couple of days pretty nicely medicated. And silent. I could not even talk to myself. This happens about once a year. When I started to feel the very beginning of being sick on Wednesday, I planned and shopped for a big get un-sick cleanse for…
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Say you lived in a household where delicious baked treats were often kept under a glass dome on a pretty plate on the dining table. Say you ate the last treat–maybe it was an iced cinnamon roll from a can, maybe a lovely fluffy homemade biscuit. Would you then place the glass dome back on…
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