2021 Me

“What happened to seven-year-old me when I turned eight?” Yeah, try fielding that one from your child. I’m telling you, my parents were saints for the weird conversations they had to deal with. “What do you mean?” my mom asked, looking toward my dad. He just shrugged. “Where did she go?” I asked. “She’s right … More 2021 Me

You Win

There is a drawer on the far-right side of my entryway table that I do not touch. This is ironic because before Andrew died, I resorted to the drawer religiously. Every hour, I rushed to it in hopes of finding something, anything, that might put out whatever fire we were currently staring into. This drawer … More You Win

Unravel Me

26 years ago today, my husband and I were both forming in our mothers’ stomachs. I get it, no one needs the visual or the biology lesson, but hang with me here. I am 28 days older than Andrew. When I think about that, when I think about the fact that we were both being … More Unravel Me

Calluses

I was in elementary school when I first discovered the magic of the callus. I spent an entire recess playing with my friends on the jungle gym, and by the time we returned to the classroom, my palms were blistered and sore. “That will turn to callus,” my friend assured me. So call me naiveBut … More Calluses