Simple Grace

It’s been a while since I’ve written. I notice that I usually come here when things are falling apart, and…

I’m sitting in the Park-n-Ride parking lot eating Chinese food out of a paper box because home doesn’t feel like…

This morning I woke up with that familiar weight sitting beneath my ribs—an ache I’ve tried so hard to pretend…

I love mornings like this — quiet, still, untouched. The snow laying its soft, safe blanket over the earth, the…