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And There She Is: My Toddler Has Arrived

And There She Is: My Toddler Has Arrived

The smell of a dying fire swirled through the air as the sound of crickets filled the dark silent space. My left hip bone dug into the hard ground, it’s own layer of fat and the thick sleeping bag underneath providing a slim layer of comfort. Our first family camping experience would prove to beRead More

The Memories that Live in the Mess

Snapping the handmade afghan, a gift from our wedding, up in the air, bits of stale popcorn flew up like confetti. There were eight blankets spread on the living room floor, their smell a combination of dribbled milk, kettle corn, cracker crumbs, Labrador, house cat and…my family. Here is where we made our bed two nightsRead More

Billy Ray Cyrus, Innocence and Ramen Noodles

Billy Ray Cyrus, Innocence and Ramen Noodles

“Hi. My name is Catherine. I am nine years old.” I glanced nervously over at my big brother, his grin both mischievous and proud. “Keep going,” he mouthed. I held the crayon written paper up in my shaking hand. “This is my favorite radio station. Can you please play Achy Breaky Heart? It’s my favorite song.” TheRead More

My morning with dad: capturing magical memories on a dirt road drive.

My morning with dad: capturing magical memories on a dirt road drive.

Blustery. It’s about the only word to describe the weather this morning. And it’s one of my dad’s favorite kinds of weather. Gray skies, crisp temperatures…perfect for driving the dirt roads and capturing raw Kansas beauty. Despite the teeth-rattling winds, we headed out this morning, Sony CyberShots in hand, and completely enjoyed a dad-daughter photoRead More

I guess his favorite color was red.

I guess his favorite color was red.

“I think we’re getting together on Sunday to visit the grave.” I had to pause for a moment after hearing my mom’s voice through the phone. Of course. The grave. The anniversary. How could I have forgotten? Well, I didn’t forget. I just wasn’t thinking about it at the time. All the time. Like IRead More

5 Reasons Not to Attend Your High School Reunion

5 Reasons Not to Attend Your High School Reunion

I have a confession to make. I rather enjoy awkward silence. I find it delicious, much like a super dry wine or powerful wasabi. It’s not for everybody. So as you can imagine, I found myself not squirming uncomfortably at my 10-year reunion recently. Before the adult beverages started flowing, the conversation didn’t. But that’sRead More