You Are Beloved

When I was growing up, I thought my mother was beautiful.  She didn’t go out very often, but once in a while, she’d break out her makeup case and get all fancied up, and we’d sit in the bathroom doorway, my sisters and I, mesmerized, as she did her eyes.  It seemed so magical, our […]

A Question For You

Do you cook when you’re sad or stressed?  Brenna told me I was the only one, but I don’t believe it.  I remember September 11, 2001.  We were supposed to go to the children’s museum, but obviously, we didn’t.  It was very quiet that day, and nobody really knew what to do.  I didn’t.  So […]