I started off this month with the idea of doing daily gratitude posts. Obviously I have been failing. I knew when I set this goal that it probably wouldn’t work out. I love this blog and it has brought me much good fortune, but honestly it can be far down on my massive list of … Read moreA Month of Gratitude, Day 15: Failing
I’ve always been a sucker for a fuzzy face. Okay, or a scaly, feathered, whiskered, hairless, you-name-it face. At five years old when we were living with a rat infestation of gigantic proportions, I would find the newborn baby ones, no bigger than the end of my pinkie finger, blind and pink and hairless, and … Read moreA Month of Gratitude, Day 3: Comforting Creatures
Here’s the thing: I never wanted to be a mother. I knew this always, from the beginning of memory onward. Maybe it’s because we grew up rough, maybe it’s because I saw the world as a writhing, painful, grasping place to which I would never subject a fragile new life. But I always knew. This … Read moreA Month of Gratitude, Day 2: My Girls.