
There have been a lot of specific moments this summer that have revealed to me how far we’ve come. A few weeks ago, the kids and I went out for pizza at our favorite spot. The kids like it because there’s an old-school gum-ball machine in the vestibule. I like it because I can buy…
This picture came up in Google Photos a few days back. “8 years ago today,” the caption read. I remember the moment we took this photo—I was cranky over touring a city that promised a lot of delicious food options but still left me hungry; he was happy to just be together. That’s how it usually went with us. Me, cranky, and him, content. And…
If I had known better, I would have laid my body down and taken my last breath with his. This past year has taught me nothing more than the lesson, “It always gets harder.” I should have known better. I should have looked around the Emergency Room and seen my husband’s body and I should have laid my head against his chest and matched my…
I take baths at three in the morning now, when the babies rest and sleep escapes my halfhearted grasp. It used to be after school, when Eric was alive, because he would see how tired I was by the time I got home from school and he would want to see me relax. He loved that kind of thing, taking care of me in that…
I miss you. Your physical presence next to me when I wake up in the middle of the night. The sounds of you puttering around the house while the rest of us sleep. The knowledge that you will lock the doors before you go to sleep. These comforts exist no longer. They were buried with you. I am alone now in this bed when I…
Do justice. Love kindness. Walk humbly.
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