the vase on the shelf
it’s that pretty vase you want to keep safe, so you put it high on a shelf.and one day, you find the vase on the floor with a chip in…
the one about windows
I miss our windows in Germany. The solid panes of glass that opened like barn doors. The way the breeze flowed through the house, cooling it off without needing…
the best things in the world
i’m distracted and tired and lonely these days. i’m lost and confused, and at the end of the day, when they put on their pjs, and brush their teeth, and…
on roots, and dreams…
I wake in the middle of the night and don’t really know where I am.I’ve dreamt of our apartment, on the fourth floor, in Germany. In my dream, I walk…
what comes next
Everybody wants to know what comes next.Since we’ve been home, I’ve been asked that question at once a week. We don’t know what comes next,only that something does. Something always…
hope
“Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune–without the words, And never stops at all…” Emily Dickinson, Hope
Auf Wiedersehen Deutschland!
i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go, my dear;and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fearno…
almost home…
He said,”I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree. I was runnin’ from some honey bees. Drip dryin’ in the summer breeze After jumpin’ into Calico creek. I was walkin’…
I blinked…
and we were walking home from Austin’s last day of preschool. Hello, Summer.