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Soon There Will Be A Last Time
I held you today and slow danced in that faded, yellow rocker back and forth, back and forth. Your head on my shoulder, your long legs curled up so you can still fit. You drifted to sleep, your steady breathing its own sweet lullaby—for my soul rather than yours....
Immanuel Is Enough
A letter from my heart to yours on this Christmas Eve. I don’t know where you find yourself today. Maybe this is the year you celebrate new life. There are tiny boxes full of tiny onesies underneath the tree, and though you’re sleep deprived, your heart is as full as...
Dear Younger Me:
It’s hard to believe that I’m sitting here staring 40 in the eye. I never thought this day would arrive so soon, but here I am. As I sit here contemplating this turn of another year, I’ve begun to wonder what I’d tell my younger self if I had the opportunity. Here...