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| I'm writing at our breakfast table, journal open, black ink on skinny lines.  The rain is slowly dripping off our grey deck.  The light floating in is grey, matching my grey and white tablecloth.  Knobby, naked trees beaded with rain drops stand watch outside.  But there are bright yellow daisies in a vase ...

January Notes.

31/31 days in January - 31/31 days in 2017   Favorite Moments One evening we drove around with our windows open, singing loudly.  The clouds were pink and the temperature had tipped its hat just shy of 70 degrees earlier in the day.  Tears sprung to my eyes because it was one of those rare moments where a ...

Why I’m Writing a Letter to Every Day in 2017

I remember, Pre-Internet, at the beginning of each year a set of skinny journals would appear on store shelves, all lined together in a box.  Their spines read January, February, March and continued with all the lovely names of the year.  Just looking at them made me think about all the life I could record in all of ...

Growing Up an Altar Girl

Before I was talking, I was humming along to the spoken liturgy at church.  Before I could see over the dark, wooden pews, I was standing and sitting in the sort of dance prayer the Catholic Church engages.  My earliest memories are filled with kneeling during communion in white tights and crushed velvet dresses, ...

Boston, A Love Letter

I'm sitting at a communal table in a tiny dining room.  None of the chairs match and the dark wood bears lighter marks where warm plates and mugs of coffee once sat, forming constellations of house dinners past.  Light is slanting in through the third floor windows, along with the cool, beginning of Fall air.  Fall ...

2nd Year Anniversaries and 24 Hour Road Trips

Scott and I are currently driving through Wyoming en route to Idaho, land of mountains, potato fields, rushing rivers, and huckleberries. All of Idaho looks like it belongs in a snow globe, complete with skinny pine trees and log cabins, more believable as a souvenir on a shelf than as a place people actually ...

An Ordinary Love Story

Dear Husband, I've been opening all our books to the beginnings - to the part with the inscriptions, where the author dedicates pages and pages of words with half a sentence. "For Kate..."  This only seems appropriate because we've been married for less than 100 days - we're barely to our inscription in this story. ...