gratitude, loss

Where the rubber meets the road

Can we talk about how hard April has been? Really hard. You would think I'd be prepared, knowing it's the cruellest month and all. But nope. There has been an endless onslaught of bad news for people I care about. Tragedy, loss, injustice. One after another. (I need to close my FB feed for real.)… Continue reading Where the rubber meets the road

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motherhood

How I learned to embrace 6AM and write in stolen time

My grandfather Karl woke up every day at 5:30 am. Voluntarily. I am not normally a Karl. Not by a long shot. I'm more of a watch-Gilmore Girls-Reruns-until-1am kind of gal. That is, until recently. My toddler wakes up early. Like 6am early. I used to dread these mornings. I would barter with my husband in… Continue reading How I learned to embrace 6AM and write in stolen time