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Don’t Be Gatsby

I hope you live a life that you’re proud of. F. Scott Fitzgerald If you’ve read Fitzgerald, you can hear the subtle suggestion beneath his words, hinting that no one lives a life they’re proud of. Most of his characters jump from liaison to drink to cigarette with thinly veiled despair. Even those who might care […]

Dear Daughter(s)

A bit of time (okay, months of time) has passed since I’ve written last. Having a newborn tends to slow things, and yet, somehow my days seem impossibly short as I watch this new person transform before my eyes. It’s my intention to be back in the swing of writing regularly again now that I’m […]

Undying

We have a shelf in our house designated for cobwebs. It’s a small windowsill in our kitchen where the afternoon sun shines through, turning the myriad of thin strings into a glittery display. It wasn’t me who first noticed their value, I had planned on dusting them away, but my hand was stopped by my […]

Firefly Christians

We recently moved Eastward and on a warm evening, on the humid brink of summer, I had my first encounter with fireflies (they were nothing more than an unknown critter to a Washingtonian such as myself until this year). I know the facts of bioluminescence that makes each oxygen-fueled spark, but it doesn’t reduce the […]

Be Perfect?

There are days when I transform into a yelling mom. As my impatience and frustration grows I increase in decibels, often hypocritically so, as I am telling my sons to speak kindly to one another. My husband is patient in reminding me to take a step back, and speak calmly with a gentle tone. I […]