From the passenger seat, I watched you turn your head in the inky black of the night and smiled to myself about how your face still shined through the darkness. You looked like a gem and you are one, with your many aspects and your beauty. I wished that everyone saw you the way I […]
Fathers
A Perfect Memory
I have a handful of memories of my father. I mull them over from time to time, because I used to have more. My father died the summer before I turned eight. My mom and I were out for the day; I was playing at the shoreline of a small lake while she read a […]
The Balance Between Snuggles and Deadlines
A work deadline loomed, but my daughter had burrowed a handcrafted space for my head beside hers on her down pillow. Nose to nose, we bid farewell to another day. The smell of her breath filled the space between us. She was five, but memories of her baby breath were still fresh on my mind. […]