for when you feel behind

We live our lives in measurable minutes, looking to the clock, the paycheck, the success of others. I got the contract. I’m winning! She got 2 contracts. I lose. I got the good metabolism. I’m winning! I got bad skin. I lose. I have food, a home, my...

on editing

Page proofs for Grace for the Good Girl are due a week from today. And once I turn those in, I won’t see the book again until it’s a book, with a cover and everything. The heavy editing is over, and now we’re in the combing stage. It’s like...

the most unwelcome guest at Christmas

It was like a mini-post traumatic stress reaction. I hadn’t really been too nervous about his surgery. While I waited for the doctor to report to us in the waiting room, I worked on a photo calendar for my in-laws. When the doctor said all was well, we went up...

to embrace the living

Every flat surface is covered with toys or books, art work or unopened mail. The chaos threatens to overwhelm, until I remember that I have a choice. I can let the mess boss me, or I can embrace the living it points to. Today, I’m choosing to embrace. What about...

the art of play

I t isn’t a new thing, but something about it evokes deep emotion in me. When I first saw the dancing bride and groom last year, the tears surprised me. They were all just so . . . happy. Things were exactly as they should be. And every time I’ve seen it...