My sister comes to visit in two days. I can hardly sleep, I'm so excited. So many ideas of things to do, things I want to show her, things I want to talk about. When I drive around the city, I see all the places I want to show her, all the hidden corners I've... Continue Reading →
Bud Vase
Packing is interrupted by the discovery -- once again -- of things from my life, or my kids' lives. We've only lived in this location five years, and our belongings are dotted with pieces of history. This vase was given to me when one of my children was born. The doctor who delivered my babies... Continue Reading →
Cap
I'm wearing a baseball cap today. I have to adjust the brim while I'm driving, because I feel like my vision's obstructed, even though it probably isn't. It's just a habit. Wearing a baseball cap reminds me of my oldest brother (I have three.) He's probably on my mind anyway because I spent time with... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 