A Great Transaction

I've lived two separate lives on this day... Driving home from taking Layla to school a tidal wave of emotion flooded me and writing is a way I know how to release it. Christina: Scene One. I guess to make this accurate, the first incarnation, I should be called Chrissy. If you had loved me…

Growing with Spring

In front of me a Bear plays with fallen leaves and branches, and the sun is bright nearly overhead now; having dilated my eyes this morning, I’ll surely have to go inside once the shadow I’m sitting under fades with midday sun. For now, the cub likes too much to be outside, and I blame…

Rocked like a baby

Sometimes I remember that even my 7-year-old needs to be rocked like a brand new baby. She has such a sensitive, comedic, and pleasing soul. Layla is the kind of girl that can make anyone her friend. She is inquisitive, sassy, and beautiful – and she knows it. My first child, she has known me…