Hands Full Times Two

It's been challenging for me to write lately, for lots of reasons. Here is an unfinished piece, a snippet, written almost two months ago...

I don't remember not knowing my sister Martha because she was born a week before I turned two. If you look back at photos of our early y...

It's Monday morning and I'm alone in the house, cleaning. I'm on a bit of a roll, making some progress that might outlast the ar...

In honor of Mental Health Day, which was yesterday, I add some words. This was written a few months ago and does describe my current mental ...

As a freshman in college I played on the Varsity soccer team. Played is overstating the case but I was on the team. One night I went to an o...

Yesterday was our last day of summer vacation. The kids and I have spent almost every day together these past couple months in a mix of loun...

When I was nineteen or twenty years old I quit soccer. I cried in front of the coach when I did it which I hated doing--I didn't like th...