I and She

The mercy tree looks like mangoes, sweet, dangling fruit of life and death hang in the branches, asking, what today will be? Exhaustion and defeat gaze longing, wondering at space and wood and desperation. Splintering at the roots and thinking, Respite could be in the limbs. Another fruit, a stranger kind is swaying in the…

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The Hidden Gifts of Transition

Any musician will tell you that transitions are the hardest part of music; but for a piece to bear itself unto completion, it must transition. Transitions are part of wholeness. Transitions signal that greater goodness is coming. Nevertheless, transitions often suck. Almost two months have passed since I waved goodbye to my parents from the…

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She Makes Her Dwelling in the Rocks

“Why Saba?” Is the question that greeted me upon landing at the Princess Juliana airport in St. Maarten with my husband, parents, three cranky kids, and over 500 lbs of luggage. Regret punched me in the face as I shuffled to the baggage claim, wondering how I thought this was a good idea. The man…

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Two Giraffes: A Birthing Story

“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┬áto┬ácelebrate staying pregnant for four more weeks in the Antepartum wing of Methodist Hospital. Little did…

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No Fear No Shame

I have long been a fearful person. This is not something I realized or could even own up to until very recently. I have often prided myself in being fearless; bold; daring! Not afraid to try new things! The first to jump in! Perhaps this is so in certain circumstances, but I frequently find myself…

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Date Night, Donuts, and a Meatball Sandwich

Walking crisply through the nighttime lights in downtown Lexington, KY, my husband and I ducked into a pizza parlor seeking shelter from the winter winds and an alternative to our failed reservations at a fancy restaurant up the street. Undeterred by our excitement for the Trans- Siberian Orchestra concert awaiting us in about an hour,…

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Reunions and Magic

I sat just outside of my favorite ice cream parlour in my new pineapple pencil skirt from Anthropologie, anxiously awaiting the arrival of one of my best friends. Two uncoordinated trips just happened to overlap for a little over twelve hours, and we seized the opportunity to re-connect. As soon as I saw her walking…

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Homeless at Heart

In the past four months I have moved three times. Right when a new place begins to feel like home. Right when a sense of community blossoms. Right when you find doctors and hairdressers you love. Right when you finally know where everything is at your local grocery store. Right when an amazing bakery/coffeeshop opens…

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How to Travel Halfway Around the World and Not Kill Your Infant or Yourself

When considering whether or not to embark on a long journey with your infant, walk to the nearest mirror and while looking at yourself intently, ask: “Do I have what it takes?” If tears begin rolling down your cheeks, simply walk away and try again tomorrow. Or, if your flight leaves in two hours, call…

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