As much as I write about my boys, there will always be things I do not say, The Unspoken. The following poem was originally published in Kakalak 2015. Things I Do Not Say His complexion was raspberry tea, and he could fit into a teapot twice. I don’t mention this when…
A little over a year ago, pregnant, I joined our church choir with the caveat that I might have to quit at any time due to my potential for complications and bed rest.
Between ushering the younger two off to the bus and driving the bigger kids to school, I went looking for the sunrise this morning.
I am pleased to share that Love Like Weeds is now available at Park Road Books in Charlotte!
I’m not much of a fan of New Year’s resolutions. They just don’t really fit my calendar. I mean, think about it: each new year starts just a week after Christmas Day, at the end of a two-month-long holiday spree, and (if you live in the northern hemisphere as I…