winterwitch

Here’s the thing. Being a parent comes with a lot of dread. We aren’t unique or special or especially burdened in any way. Some people perceive us as such, because we’ve been through some ish, but watching

Food is memory. For years, I have been riveted by the relationships we carry on with the food we put in our bodies. At five, I remember first hearing my grandmother refer to herself as “fat”. I suppose

Every place I’ve lived has a feel. A sense of place, a personality that one instinctually knows, standing outside under its sky, toes in its dirt. The high plains feel like iron and sepia dreams. Hard

Can I have sleepy medicine today? Is my port a part of my skeleton? When did you get your port out, mommy? Can I watch a video of someone getting their port out? D asked me these questions on the drive

Outside, the world spins Manic, humanity stumbles forward To work, to school, to the future. In here, a restless wait. Outside, the sun passes overhead And overhead again Sunrise to afternoon to sunset.

Hello again, from the land of the crazy. It has been, too. Crazy, that is. I dropped off the face of the blogosphere. I can manage about a half hour of social media a day, mostly while on the toilet (you

Don’t give him any cancer passes. It was one of the first things a doctor said to me, after the room stopped spinning and the words “He has cancer” had pinballed around us and finally come to rest at our

It’s late when we head out. My friend picks me up after we’ve both fed and gotten our kids ready for bed, long after dark. We secure our skis on top of her car, throw our poles in the trunk, make sure

Me, to kids: "Why are you bored? I thought you were playing dinosaur school? Kids: we were, but then the teacher dinosaur ate all the kid dinosaurs.

If I try to remember who I was when I met my life partner, I have a vague sense that I thought life should be lived with contentment in one’s spot. I thought we would choose a career, and we would have

I'm taking on the challenge of adventuring and living well with a family on a shoestring. Who says we have to be rich to have a rich life? I mean, it would be easier, but damn it, just because life have