Recently, I addressed the 20-week abortion ban that passed in the U.S. House. I wrote about it because I couldn’t sit still, much less not stand up and speak out in the face of a ruling that subjugated women and jeopardized … Continue reading
For the past year, I’ve tried not to get political in this space, as I grieve Lorenzo and do my best to honor his short physical existence and eternal significance. I can no longer do so. Earlier this week, the … Continue reading
It’s Memorial Day. I’m back in rainy Santiago after a quick trip to California for a lovely family wedding in San Francisco. In the very same venue, in fact, where Ryan and I were married two-and-a-half years ago, after getting … Continue reading
I’ve been telling you as much as I can about Lorenzo. For carrying him six months and holding him one hour, there is only so much to tell, but even that amount can feel infinite. Today, I also want to tell … Continue reading
When you become pregnant, one of the first things you try to figure out about something so mysterious is the baby’s due date. The excitement builds. The dreams begin to take shape. When will this little creature come into the … Continue reading