I saw her, but I didn’t really see her. I was loading my groceries into the back of my car, hurrying. It was almost dinner time and I...

I feel it slipping away. Like an unstoppable tide, I see reopening arriving, and I fear what it will take with it as it rolls back out....

I walked into my office and found a yellow sticky note with a tiny penciled apology from my nine-year-old. During “school” at home that...

Every day they come, this family of deer that lives in the woods behind my very suburban house. They live in a small, narrow strip of...

As I look out the window—the view from which has become a gift—and see the sidewalks that connect to the places I remember, I feel torn....

[This post was featured over at The Joyful Life Magazine on May 15, 2020.] A year ago, my husband and I looked at each other over our...

For this suburb dweller, the winding country roads I drove offered refreshing contrast to my side-walked, manicured normal, with their...

I don’t like birds. ⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ It’s a whole long tale that goes back to when I was 5 and there was a crow stuck under a bucket in my sandbox....

I slowly walked through my local grocery store. After seeing that the toilet paper aisle was empty, I filled my cart with an attempt at...

When we chose the worn table that sits in our kitchen for sharing our family meals, we chose weathered barnwood beams that had lived a...

We stood at the kitchen island cutting vegetables for dinner when I looked down at my youngest’s hand and saw a weird, gray spot. I asked...

My middle son and his friend were playing in the basement, throwing darts and larger objects that should not be thrown—like plastic...

As I round the corner, I see my youngest holding a pencil and a cloth tape measure. He is leaning up against the molding that marks the...

Photos by Pam Scott, @pjscott6 It’s a Thursday morning in August, 2006. I finish vacuuming, because when you’re selling a house, you...

It was winter when my grandfather died. As I prepared my heart for that goodbye, I bundled up for a brisk afternoon walk in the woods....

I remember those shoes. They were glossy white, patent leather, with straps that slipped into tiny buckles adorned with sparkly...

I felt like a little kid when, on a recent flight from Ohio to California, I snagged a window seat. I’d look out and pretend that I knew...

I stayed up late again to watch a Hallmark Christmas movie, ignoring the pile of dishes that had crawled from the sink to the counters....

As the number that is my age climbs higher, the number of times that I can go around in circles sinks lower. So when we went on a fall...

"Navy blue soccer sock, we know there are eight of you in this house, and yet, you have succeeded in eluding our search efforts once...