Second Home

When my mother died 11 months ago, I made a pact with myself. I will forever hold her loving presence, nurturing patience, and fierce reliability in my heart. And I will let go of her inability to be wrong. I will be wrong every day if that’s what it takes. Even...

Leaving & Returning

Leaving – May 4, 2023 Today, I woke up in my first apartment for the last time. It’s a gray day in western Pennsylvania. The Amish are driving past in their buggies, and I can hear the clop-clop-clopping of hooves on the pavement. My nose is stuffy from the...

Going Home

It feels like this post has been a long time coming. I attempted to write it last month, but the words weren’t ready, and where, a year ago, I would have forced them out, I decided to wait. To listen. To jot down a few notes and just allow. Last week, I deleted...

This is September

Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days Gleaned by the year in autumn’s harvest ways With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember, Some crimson poppy of a late delight Atoning in its splendor for the flight Of summer blooms and joys— This is September. – L....

Home, Period

It took me the entire month of June to write this post, and by the final word, I hated it. Hated its rawness, its messiness, its uncertainty. I wanted to have all the answers and, admittedly, did not. But by the time I realized it, I had been staring at my own BS for...

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