motherhood
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A Mother’s Reflection on Time
We pass through it now. Going to the chickens or the goats. Or the bright yellow shed. It’s the back entrance to our garden, a nod to time. Almost like the magic wardrobe in C.S. Lewis’s The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. We walk through always getting older and somehow staying put. Immersed in… Continue reading
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Zinnias, August 1st, & a Folded Paper of Dreams
I scribbled out my dreams for the future. I wrote of children who would garden with me and complain about it, but I wouldn’t mind, because I would be just so happy they were there with me. A folded piece of paper stuck in a between the pages. Who knew if it would happen? Who… Continue reading
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The Desert Sky, Flowers, and the 4th Trimester
I smile at Heidi who smiles at me with her whole face. I love how she talks with such gusto, concentration, and effort. I walk by the flower bed filled up with the wildflowers and zinnias we planted the weekend before her birth. Heidi is 3 months old now and it feels as though the… Continue reading
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