A Whiff of Nostalgia, a Gust of Hope
In the pictures I once painted of my future family, the barber shop was on my husband’s list of responsibilities. Saturday mornings, with the smell of sausage and syrup still lingering in the kitchen, I would wipe our son’s sticky…
On the Road Again
I’ve been meaning to write, to find the right words to say I’m sorry that I’ve been distant. I have never been one for small talk. I prefer conversations that bypass the weather and pull right up to the issues…
In Search of Roads Less Traveled
When we reconnected after more than a year without contact, I asked him what prompted him to reach out. “I was driving across [the] bridge, and I thought of you,” he said. Roads have a way of doing that—leading your…
Held in 2025 and Beyond
I. For the past few New Year’s [Eves/Days], I have selected a one-word theme to keep me grounded and inspired throughout the year. I typically choose a multifaceted word that has been lingering in my spirit and can be interpreted…
I’m Slipping, I’m Falling
“No f—ing way,” said my cousin. She was giving a tour of her home and turned to see me barreling down the stairs toward her. The same stairs she cautioned me about moments prior. Her warning included a list of…
Perfect Conditions
I wanted 85 degrees and sunny, with clear blue skies. What I got was 70s, sun peeking out of gray clouds, and an occasional rain shower. Yet somewhere in that space between vision and reality where disappointment is known to…
Manifesting Forgotten Dreams
When I moved into my new apartment, one of my girlfriends was excited to learn it was a loft. “Girl, you are living the dream,” she said as she swiped through photos on my iPhone. Soon after, another girlfriend confided…
There’s More
The other day as I was walking through my new favorite park, I stumbled upon something unexpected: more. I had only been to the park about a dozen times, but up until that moment, I was certain that I had…
