Here in my waiting place

My favorite part of the day is waiting for Jeff to come home. I get off three hours before he does which gives me enough time to go to the gym, clean the house a little, and make a good dinner that HAS to include candles (because I’m obsessed with them). It’s been a year … More Here in my waiting place

There’s a place for me here: A lesson in being the “other”

The world was asleep last night when I held her. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth we rocked. Her face was snuggled into the curve of my collar bone and her hand was twisted in my hair. She sniffled, scared after a bad dream, and the sliver of moonlight peeking in on … More There’s a place for me here: A lesson in being the “other”