Taking Flight During COVID-19

I wasn’t sure this trip to South Texas would be worth all the trouble. What pregnant woman with a severely sprained ankle travels during a global pandemic? Was it foolish to risk exposure to COVID-19? I already struggle with claustrophobia on planes, would I have too much trouble breathing with a mask over my nose and mouth for 5 hours straight? Would my daughter be afraid seeing so many people with masks on? Would all the walking and work of navigating airports and operating as a bridesmaid in my younger brother’s wedding, impede the rehabilitative progress I had been making on my ankle?

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Announcing “Buried in the Margins”

“Women are tired, tired of defense, tired of permission, tired of dismissal. Show me a woman who has not known abuse, who has not been betrayed, who has not been manipulated, who has not been coerced into unspeakable things: taking the fall, writing the letters, harboring secrets to stay in the game. Such oppression and…

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New Book: Words the Dirt Meant to Share

Have you ever wondered if the tears you shed in the margins of your life actually mattered? That they were nourishing good ground and making things grow? From the tears I shed during my year long stint on Saba while my husband attended medical school, I penned a short book of poetry title “Words the…

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A Caribbean Rhapsody

Rhapsody: an instrumental composition irregular in form and suggestive of improvisation. 2. an ecstatic expression of feeling or enthusiasm. 3. an epic poem, or a part of such a poem, as a book of the Iliad, suitable for recitation at one time. My time on Saba was surprising; surprisingly good and surprisingly awful. Each day in…

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In Review: “Long Days of Small Things” by Catherine McNiel

Motherhood is grueling, but there are abundant opportunities for growth and joy amidst the sacrifices made on a daily basis. Reading is a respite for me, a way I recharge my batteries, so I want to spend my reading time well. I am so glad I stumbled across author Catherine McNiel and her gorgeous book…

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I and She

The mercy tree looks like mangoes, sweet, dangling fruit of life and death hang in the branches, asking, what today will be? Exhaustion and defeat gaze longing, wondering at space and wood and desperation. Splintering at the roots and thinking, Respite could be in the limbs. Another fruit, a stranger kind is swaying in the…

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The Bedrest Club

I became a member of the Bedrest Club 9 days ago, when a mundane trip to the laundry room got messy. I was 26 weeks pregnant with twin boys and thought “hey, I should just cruise through the rest of this high risk pregnancy stuck in a hospital” (not). So, here I am, doing everything…

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