Walking Through My Own Stations of Grief

I In January, I went to Mexico on a family vacation. It was the first time my kids had ever been on a plane and the first time any of us had stepped foot on an all-inclusive resort. What luxury—this life of sunshine, ocean waves and beach-side beverage service. This trip was a Christmas gift […]

My Prayers Today

I am not sure what I believe about prayer. I understand expressing gratitude and joy. I can appreciate setting an intention to align myself with God’s heart before making a decision. I understand asking for help in immediate circumstances, like sending patience to me around 5:30pm on weekdays as I try to make dinner, keep […]

The Sacrament of Childbirth

I was shocked by how similar childbirth was to watching my father-in-law die. There is the pacing, the patience, the impatience, the watching for signs of death—or life. The living room transforms into a tunnel where the outside world is fuzzy and out of focus and inside, all senses are heightened. As the time for […]

Pssst … #MeToo

[TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of sexual abuse.] “Psssst … me too,” I whispered to myself as I witnessed all the bravery that flooded the nation with the Me Too Movement. “What?! Say it a little louder.” I felt as if they all beckoned with open arms. With a louder whisper I said, “Me toooo.” This time, […]

The Light Behind My Eyes

It is dark. An inky, cavernous dark. I squeeze my eyes shut tighter an attempt to escape, perhaps. To hedge my bets against the ravenous night. Surely it can’t touch me here behind my eyes. But then my head, it runs jagged. Thought to thought, fear to fear. A power that lives outside of me […]