Friday, June 22, 2007


What do you say to a woman who has lost her child. Her baby. A piece of herself. With her in spirit forever, but gone in the physical realm.


A name that is embedded in my psyche.

I do not know Kate or her family. I was drawn to her story through Amalah. Filled with all the hope in the world for Ben and for Liam. Checking a blog several times a day for updates. Crushed and sobbing when I read the news of Liam. Questioning God.

I want to scoop her up. Ease a pain that must be all-consuming. Every day, I send out what I can only describe as a mamamojo. To Kate.

To Arcenia. I have thought of you since Liam died, and thought of little Kevin. Knowing I should call you, and also knowing that I am not ready. One day, very soon, know that you can talk to me. I want to hear of Kevin. My nephew. Here in spirit, in the wind, in the trees, in the sun. Much love to you, my sister.

And to you, Kate.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Express Yourself

Seth was in trouble a few weeks ago at school.

Shocking, I know. But it happens.

He had to write about it.

The paper started with "I wish I was..." and he had to finish it.

"I wish I was happy and in nacher rite now it would be outstandingle sadiesfing."

Amen, son.

Friday, June 15, 2007

The baby, he likee the pork

Monday, June 11, 2007


Here. Here is my calendar.

Add work to it. Four days a week.

Oh yeah! And add housework. Motherhood. And yes, as it says in the corner...bathing pigs. Guinea pigs.

Um. I've been busy.

Jeanne, this one's for you.

You Are a "Don't Tread On Me" Libertarian
You distrust the government, are fiercely independent, and don't belong in either party.Religion and politics should never mix, in your opinion... and you feel opressed by both.You don't want the government to cramp your self made style. Or anyone else's for that matter.You're proud to say that you're pro-choice on absolutely everything!