I’m sure most everyone who has a baby goes through this cataloguing, this realization that certain things have come full circle while others have begun anew. Perhaps it feels similarly for an astronaut looking down on Earth from space or … Continue reading
So much of what I write these days is about Lorenzo, and that has felt necessary in the most profound way these past 15 months. It will continue to be necessary. Santiago skyline. But because my everyday life is here … Continue reading
As focused as I’ve been on anniversaries, placeholders of passing time, I almost didn’t notice that today marks two years of living in Chile. It wasn’t until one of the very first friends I made here in my first Spanish class … Continue reading
It’s been a year since I held Lorenzo. The most important hour of my life. Technically, it’s been a year and two days. In my heart, a lifetime. My heart didn’t break that day—it pulverized. It was difficult to breathe … Continue reading
The morning after Mother’s Day is harder than Mother’s Day itself was. That’s a surprise. Maybe that’s because Mother’s Day itself was a Sunday. That means Ryan was home and we took Ruby out for some tennis balls in the … Continue reading