Posts from the ‘Writings’ category

Love + Baby Chicks

She’d been asking for months, begging in that personal way a mother knows is different from the plead that accompanies¬†a chocolate, a third marshmallow, another plastic…

This Is Me

I turned 33 today, ¬†a quiet affair reflecting exactly where I am in life: The desire for simple, introverted joys, and the need not for fanfare…

Am I Pretty?

I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, applying makeup. I become acutely aware Ella is in the doorway. She’s watching me. Why do I wear…