The past weeks have been filled with such heaviness, “suffering too terrible to name” for so many people, that I have been grasping at any …
Discover
Start up/shut down
Getting Amy to sleep alone in her bed at night has been a headache that has confusticated and bebothered (thanks, Tolkien) me and Josh since …
Dry Prompt
I haven’t really had the drive nor the quietness of mind to write lately, but I wanted to stave off the inevitable rustiness of disuse. …
Good Bones
Maggie Smith says in her poem, “I am trying to sell them the world”. If only I could quit it. But I have one exuberant …
Sanity by way of routine
Eleven years ago, I was working with a children’s foundation in Coron, and one thing I learned there stuck with me: routine calms anxiety. I …
Sorrow uprooted
I’m writing this as I lie beside a napping Amy, my belly warm with white fungus boiled with Chinese red dates. We had been watching …
2019: The Year That Asked Questions*
*h/t Zora Neale Hurston 1. What did you do in 2019 that you’d never done before?Saw U2 live, in Singapore, with Josh. Ate hawker food. …
I’ll just put this over here with the rest of the fire*
A fire broke out at a neighbor’s townhouse this afternoon as I was debating with Amy about having lunch (I wanted her to start eating, …
Goldilocks conditions
It’s quiet in the house. Josh is sitting across me, working, while I enjoy the silence. I just made my next appointment with my therapist. …
A weird, weary week
Broke down. People do, sometimes. Wept in front of my bosses. I worked, still, but I’m considering a weeklong hiatus. I, the Martha. Got a …