Nonfiction | Diary
A Woman of Letters

How many pen-pals can one person have?

Aug 21, 2018
Nonfiction | Diary
Rant: It’s about time for him to pitch in and clean

Who’s up for a good, clean rant? Buckle up folks, we’re about to go in.

Mar 27, 2018
Nonfiction | Diary
The Last Place You’d Want to Be

Nearing the Anniversary of Daddy’s Release

Nov 13, 2017
Nonfiction | Diary
Postcards Against Purity

POSTCARD #1. Birmingham Zoo You ask the kids to name their spirit animal. I listen and wait my turn. Butterflies, bats, beavers, and jaguars. Nannies pushing strollers behind elegant mothers. I want to say I’d be the tigress, claws pitched open, teeth angling to slice– or the giraffe one head above the tallest oak tree, bird’s view, soil […]

Jun 14, 2017
Nonfiction | Diary
Accepting Your Child is All Grown Up

It’s never easy to accept that your kid is all grown up. I remember the shock I felt when my eldest daughter first told me that she had a boyfriend. Granted, she was six, and it was a boy she held hands with in preschool, but it was the first moment when I actually thought: […]

Jun 13, 2017
Nonfiction | Diary
This Fight Will Be the Death of Me

I’m staring at my grandmother in her coffin. I’ve never seen a dead body before. My grandmother was 85 years old when she died. I was 25 at the time. I had been to many funerals in my life. I had a lot of old relatives when I was a child, and it seemed like […]

Mar 1, 2017
Nonfiction | Diary
Doubting Fearless Love

It almost seems impossible.

Dec 7, 2016
Nonfiction | Diary
Fixed Income

The day my father retired, he dubbed it a privileged occurrence, joyous even. Buoyant. The man worked on his vocabulary, memorized poems, in particular those that rhymed. Fond of Longfellow and Robert Service, he could by heart quote “Hiawatha” and “The Cremation of Sam McGee.” He dodged games like Scrabble or Boggle and puzzles of […]

Jul 20, 2016