The Voice of Unease

One day I will hear the voice of unease before her tears fall. I will take her small hand, slow down, allowing the ample time she demands to reacquaint us with this lucky life. And when I do, we will see a neighbor teaching her dog how to dance. We will notice nervous...

Forgiving Myself

I love working with Bas. He’s part childhood pen pal,  part imaginary friend, part work colleague, part informal cultural attaché, and part best friend. And the fact that we’ve both been writing about transitions for several years without fully knowing we were...

Finding stillness in real life

Eva moved in on March 27. So cute! So fun! So wonderful! Expectations, meet 8-week-old puppy. Prepare to be dashed. Eva likes to flip her food bowl upside down, scattering food across the room, most of it ending up under the heavy kitchen appliances. She likes to...