When We Hide and What I Learned

When We Hide and What I Learned

We couldn’t find him anywhere — my nephew, whom I see every day. Our precious blessing with an extra chromosome had wandered deep in the woods. Ten minutes, thirty, forty-five minutes turned to sixty. The minutes merged together as emotions swirled, and desperation...
I’m a New Year’s Rebel-utionist

I’m a New Year’s Rebel-utionist

Stowed away in the attic for decades, dust floats from the diary that I kept from ages fourteen to eighteen. Paging through memories of old, I’m instantly transported to pivotal successes that were so quickly forgotten, while years of insecurity surfaced in a...