Some years are more prolific than others. 2017 wasn't necessarily one of them (at least, words-wise; plenty of travel, memories, changes, highs and lows were certainly had). But tis the season for a few favourite essays from the last year, in no particular order:
Read moreWhat would you leave on the tree to be free?
Last week I wrote for VOX about a Good News Crisis in Ireland. The article didn't start out that way; I just wanted to cover the craziness of our local housing market. But as I watched the doc, listened to the news, and chatted with friends, it seemed like bad news was...
Read moreHere + Now (2016 Year-End Edition)
Here is Kansas, a dark and quiet house, a fire lit and the children sleeping. Now is cold and flu season, post-Christmas, pre-New Year's. The majority of our family has been felled by some sort of illness. Chesty coughs and strained voices abound, plus...
Read moreMusic Like Backseat Prayers
I used to sing in the car to myself, to my babies, to the sky. In our “before Ireland” days, I’d wake up with the sun to drive my husband to work. Then I’d sit in the parking lot on sweaty afternoons waiting for him to clock out with a hungry, fussy baby passing minutes in the backseat.
Read moreThese Days are Gifts
I've got more drafts in this folder than I know what to do with. Starts and stops, burgeoning ideas with nowhere to go. I'd thought of sharing a few simple Lent ideas, but then more pressing matters came along. I was going to tell you about our wait for a new visa, but then...
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