At the Corner

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That Was Then “Mama?” I stood in the doorway of her dark bedroom. Light from the hall spilled around me and onto the bed where she lay, asleep, still in her skirt, blouse, and pantyhose. I crossed the room and stood beside the bed. “Mama?” I touched her shoulder. She...

One of Those Days

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I wrote this post last month and then never had space for it. So it’s coming in mighty handy now, since we’re traveling and I don’t have WiFi at my fingertips… The day unfolds as our days do: tea, breakfast, feeding the babies, changing the...

Vesta

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This afternoon, I took Jack and Jane shopping and left my in-laws at home with the babies. (God bless them, they trek down here every Monday to help me out.) My mother-in-law and I had dinner prepped before I left, so it would be easy to get it on the table when I got...

Fading Fast

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I left the house at 5:00 yesterday evening – by myself! – and went for a quick walk. As soon as I turned the corner, I caught my breath: the sunset was beautiful. I chased it, trying to find ground high enough to be able to see it unobstructed. The closest...

Death to Princesses

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On Sunday evening while I’m making dinner, Jane comes into the kitchen. “Mama,” she says, “all I need to be a princess is to have hair like this, ” she makes a swooping motion over her forehead and ear, “and to be skinny right...