Our Valentine

How do you bridge the distance? How do you reach and connect amidst the daily work and tasks, the little ones, the nursing baby, the tired bodies, and the nights of shortened sleep? How do the words become loosened from the deepest places; the places of dreams, of...

Moving day is coming.

It’s moving day tomorrow with a lot left to be done before then. Why I am here then, you might be asking? The girls have gone with their daddy to gym night and I am taking a short breather with a cup of tea and an unsatisfying bit of dark mint chocolate. This is...

A Ring

When he proposed, it wasn’t with this ring, that one was one that he had made from a guitar string. I loved that one too but it did irritate my rather sensitive skin and so now it sits in a ring box in my drawer. This is the one that he gave me a few days later...