The Wink

Be Patient

Sometimes it is spoken in a whisper, other times it’s a bark, this, “Be patient” seems to be an inevitable refrain in parenting. And, as it turns out, in life. I try to keep the burn from showing in my cheeks as I bite back yet another, “But I don’t want to wait.” I am [...]

Catch it to you

I gave the girls a bath tonight, partly because they were in need and partly because before long they won’t all fit. I love watching the three of them, elbows and knees pointing this way and that, shoulders plastered with slick, wet hair and knotty spines twisting and bending. Their eyes take me back to early [...]

Love Letters

I found the slip of recycled paper, with its pale pink and blue lines, lines that are intended to help keep the letters in alignment. We’d practiced at the dining room table, where she taught me that “dirt letters” are the ones that dip below the lines and that to get the spacing right “ya [...]

Baby’s got my back

We are a pretty touchy feely family— lot’s of hugs, hand holding and bedtime back rubs. We have little things we do to lay claim to one another by reinforcing how well we know one another. It is something that I cherish and can draw a straight line to from a conversation Sean and I [...]

Intentions

I never imagined that I would do things perfectly, shoot, I based the beginning of a novel on how very not perfect I was. I did imagine that I would do things with intent, that I would always have the presence of mind to choose one way over another. I swore back when we first had [...]

Whisper Kindly

Last night I made myself a cup of tea I love this particular tea because it has little sayings on the end of the string. Now, posted on my fridge with a little stone magnet is this: The worlds sees us as we see ourselves. We must eat right, walk right and talk to ourselves right. That last one [...]

In another’s eyes

Each morning and each night I face myself in the mirror and interpret what I see in different ways. I am not ashamed to say that I vastly prefer the moments when my reflection lifts me, sends my shoulders back and this crooked smile of mine higher. I love being able to smile back at [...]