EMOTIONALLY His

This morning I sipped a cup of coffee and just cried. I cried with gratitude. I cried with exhaustion. I cried with relief, thanks, frustration, weariness, and empathy. Let’s be real: We just survived a natural disaster in the midst of a global pandemic. It’s ok to not be ok. “Unprecedented times” fatigue continues toContinue reading “EMOTIONALLY His”

PRESENTLY His

I sit in front of the keyboard today with its blinking cursor and I just cry. Part of me wants to start writing and never stop, to experience some great catharsis. A different part of me wants to avoid writing altogether, and succumb to this numbing experience of quarantine and isolation. Am I the onlyContinue reading “PRESENTLY His”

POSITIVELY His

Overheard in my house today: “GET YOUR FINGER OUT OF YOUR NOSE! You’re gonna catch the ‘Rona!” It reminded me of a time when nose-picking was simply gross, not potentially fatal. My son was six years old at the time, and he asked me out of seemingly nowhere, “Mom, did you pick your nose whenContinue reading “POSITIVELY His”