Birthdays Are Good Days
In the morning your daughter creeps into your bed, buries her head in your husband’s shoulder, and whispers, “Happy…
November 20, 2014In the morning your daughter creeps into your bed, buries her head in your husband’s shoulder, and whispers, “Happy…
November 20, 2014Dear Lily, The winter you were born, Dad and I spent a lot of sleepless nights in our bed, peeling and eating…
November 20, 2014It’s been a busy, busy day, so by the time you slide into the booth at Red Robin, everyone’s energy…
November 19, 2014Dear Ian, You know the way I always have terrible luck on my birthdays? I’m so glad that’s not…
November 19, 2014I admit to being a difficult person to try to wake up, so when my daughter and husband interrupt…
November 17, 2014It gets twenty degrees colder overnight, and you wake to a dark sky and glittering grass. First frost, first…
November 13, 2014