grief, loss, and walking it out

A man who looked just like my grandfather walked into the bakery the other day. When I saw him my heart sank and I had a difficult time catching my breath. I wanted to run up to him, give him a hug, grab an apple streusel to share so that we could sit and chat….

my freedom was a prayer request (this I know as fact)

this life a syncopated symphony illustrated in easy rhythms played throughout an average day the sound of rain a wind that blows that truest note sang out at precisely the right time it’s the feel of the pavement beneath my feet and the pleasant freshness of a lime a moving psalm a prayer request everyday a…

fibroids, mirrors, and why I always say yes to dessert

  When the nurse called me the message she left had such an urgent tone it had me worried. I didn’t know what she had to tell me. I’d been working on getting all my proper screenings done for over a month so I wasn’t even sure what results she was referring to in her message….

the first thing we do…lets kill all the critics

 Imagine having someone in your life who every moment that they can are telling you how you need ‘to get it together.’ No matter where you are no matter what you are doing this person says things to you like ‘what’s up with that hair style?’ Or ‘when are you going to lose those 40…

lessons in communion

“Mom let’s take a walk today.” It’s a common request in my house now. He asks this question so casually. Mostly it’s not even an question behind it the assumption that we will be walking. It’s only a matter of when and where.   Walking has been my solace since I was a little girl….

for phife. dawg.

there is no justice in this place little girl dreams get washed away with yesterday’s news and little boys are never taught that dreams can in fact come true we walk fine lines in this in between times where the end is not near but here an ending to the illusion that we are separate…

From EEG to Run DMC: Happy Monday to Me

  This morning I woke up and decided to put on makeup. At around 7:50am I looked in the mirror and thought, “Way to go good looking!” Snapped my fingers two times and concluded, “I should date.”   Not more than 2 and a half hours later I’d fielded 3 phone calls from my son…