Learning to Carry Seasons With Me: A Geography of Transition
I’m trying to find grounding in seasonal transitions no matter where I am. This gets complicated when you’ve lived across different regions that
I’m trying to find grounding in seasonal transitions no matter where I am. This gets complicated when you’ve lived across different regions that
The sneakers are still by the front door, and the school forms are filled out, and I test another batch of Italian meatballs (at my
There's a particular quality to late summer light — the way it slants through windows at angles that weren't there in July,
The baby threw Cheerios on the floor. Again. I was on my hands and knees picking them up when I noticed our dog had already
I'm writing this during afternoon quiet time while my preschooler "reads" books in her room and the baby naps. This morning
I used to believe in the perfect summer morning. It looked like 6am silence and oat milk lattes on the back porch, windows thrown wide
Sometimes none of it works. You try the shower trick, the recipe testing, the mindful dish washing. Your brain won't engage differently. Everything
I watered the plant before it wilted. That was the win today—not because it was dramatic or important to anyone else, but because I
I keep waiting for a finish line that doesn't exist. A cleaner kitchen. A neatly written script. A parenting win that feels like