Two Poems from “Words the Dirt Meant to Share”

From a Mango’s Perspective Clouds strung out  like picked cotton floating at once fixed and free through the sky. The sunlit veins  of the leaves  patterned wet on the limbs,  bright and green,  symphony of whispered dreams   tiny highways of hope and pain.     Waiting My eyes can only  see what I see.…

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When Motherhood Feels Like Too Much

I stared at her angelic form swaddled beneath the moonlit window. She was so sweet, so small, so fragile. Who was I to bear the responsibility of her, to soothe her fevers and give her direction, to train her and teach her about what it means to be human and live in a broken world?…

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In the Waiting Room

It’s midnight and my phone rings. My body reacts before thoughts reawaken to read the words flashing on the screen: NICU Methodist Hospital.  “Hi Mrs. Folsom, my name is Rose, and I am taking care of your boy, Arthur. Just wanted to let you know we have moved him back into NICU and finally have him…

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Five Favorite Things: December

Every month I pull together the five best “things” I have enjoyed, whether that is a place, a restaurant, makeup, a recipe, a book, a movie, food, fashion and accessories, etc. I love supporting good companies with big hearts, and talented artists, authors, musicians, entrepreneurs, and products. I hope you enjoy these goods as much…

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Dear God, Please Be Good

“Who’s picking up the Donuts?!” I wondered as the surgeon’s scalpel freed two 30-week old boys from my uterus. It was August, my best friend was in town for the weekend, and I had pre-ordered donuts from The Ginger Snap, who has since closed up shop and moved to California, to celebrate staying pregnant for four…

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The Eyes of Love

My love, your eyes enrapture my existence,                                              insistant, your love beckons me beyond resistance. exuberantly my soul is laid out before you                    unbound to…

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Walking on Water

I was four years old the first time I saw a miracle. While playing in the front room with the blue blinds raised up, letting the mid morning light stream in through the windows, I peered outside to see a fawn curled up on the sidewalk against the brick wall right below me. She was…

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New Book: Words the Dirt Meant to Share

Have you ever wondered if the tears you shed in the margins of your life actually mattered? That they were nourishing good ground and making things grow? From the tears I shed during my year long stint on Saba while my husband attended medical school, I penned a short book of poetry title “Words the…

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We Belong Together

After five months, living in two separate countries is tiring. The wife part of me wanders around aimlessly, restlessly, playing Mariah Carey’s “We Belong Together” on repeat, wondering where on earth to lay her head. I have questions, big questions I want to sort through with my “ride-or-die” man, but due to constraints on schedules and…

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Five Favorite Things: September

“Unmapped” by: Charlotte Getz and Stephanie Phillips This is one of the most creative memoirs I have read in quite some time. Both authors take turns writing chapters, and plays, and letters, which are equal parts hilarious, original, insightful, and moving. The book is long, and became a good friend I hung out with before…

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