Miracles over time

A few years ago a baby was born. And soon another. I was terrified.  So began my greatest (ongoing) adventure. The freefall into motherhood and later single motherhood has been even more thrilling than skiing off a short cliff in St. Moritz while showing off. I’ve so often cracked the sorry joke, “It’s a miracle my kids aren’t ax murderers,” I believe … More Miracles over time

seasonal slow down

I am slowing down. Or better, “Since returning to Kansas, I have flopped, zigged and not zagged, loafed, and nurtured my inner sloth.” As a rule, instead of hunkering down in crisis, I’ve always accelerated leaving a lifetime of attempts to outrun, outwork, and outserve the reality of grief and violence. The nobility of “work” is a nice hide-a-way … More seasonal slow down


This week, I’ve been consumed by Grits. Not bowls of hominy and bacon, but the stuff of mortals that gives them sticking power; courage + perseverance, character. It’s not hard to find friends who have walked out…walked through…ARE WALKING THROUGH teeth-gritting (see what I did there?), nail-biting, stomach-churning, endurance fests of character, sorrow, grief, and … More Grits