I mean, you knew this was coming, right? On this Monday morning, I am thankful for coffee. I drink my coffee black. I usually use my Eddie Vedder mug on weekday mornings. My husband bought it for me when we went to see him in concert. It's a tall mug so I have to be sure… Continue reading Coffee
So how does a girl who'd lived in small towns in five different states meet a boy who'd lived his whole life in El Salvador? College, of course. When I met my husband in the fall of 1993, I didn't even know where El Salvador was. I also didn't know where Spadra Creek was, so I had to find… Continue reading My Partner
"Will we have to get scars, too?" asked my 4 year-old at the dinner table last night. Though my abdomen was completely covered, as it normally is, her thoughts turned to the very long, very ugly scar that runs down the core of my body while she chewed her dinner. "No, baby, you won't have… Continue reading On Being a Survivor and a Mother
Drop me in your closet and I won't have much trouble putting an outfit together. Drop me a note and I'll probably reply with a sarcastic comment. But drop me in your kitchen and I will have a hard time putting a meal together. If only I could feed my family with fashionable ensembles and… Continue reading I am not Wonder Woman.
I'm taking a few minutes this evening to be publicly thankful for the lack of howling wind (or monkeys) tonight. Last night the wind was blowing so hard and whistling so loudly that not only did I think it might blow the house down, but it scared the bejeezus out of my nearly 7 year-old… Continue reading But I’m in Costa Rica!