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Instagram Lullaby

9:42. Finally settling down after a long and spirited birthday night. Quinn is next to me in bed, his sweet little cherub of an arm is tucked in the crook of my elbow. He is falling asleep slowly, his breaths … Continue reading

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Thirteen, Hello Lady Friend

Dearest Elizabeth, It is the eve of your thirteenth birthday and it is nearly midnight. I meant to write to you much earlier tonight but have been swamped with your brothers . . . both needing desperate help with their … Continue reading

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You Take the Truck, I’ll Take the Toboggan. Either Way, It’s a Long Way Back.

Today. 9″ x 12″ original mixed media on canvas board.

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Happy Seventeen

Thanks, Luke, for generously allowing me to post your birthday letter on this blog. April 27, 2013 Dear Luke, I am not sure if you know this, but each year, on my birthday, my dad writes me a letter. I … Continue reading

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Heavy Decisions

I have been debating whether or not to finally go ahead and cut off these precious cherub curls. Ironically enough, I came across this poem that I wrote for Luke in December, 1998: First Haircut A white bank envelope full … Continue reading

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When We Sat, Not on Rocks . . .

I have recently stumbled across poems that I wrote for Lizzie and Luke when they were just tadpoles. It made me think of a beautiful poem by dad wrote for me when I was wee. The opening line reads, We … Continue reading

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Quinn

Today I held my newest cousin, all seven little pounds of him. It is the first time I have held a newborn since Quinn was born and it made me think of all that has happened between then and now … Continue reading

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The Un-Doing, Let’s Begin

During a high school Spring, I went to Racine, Wisconsin with my paternal grandmother to fill up jugs of fresh spring water from a well. I recall telling her that I would like to die in springtime. She gasped at … Continue reading

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