Musings

A woman came into Sidebloom the other day. A last minute gift for a friend, she says. I ask her how New York was, remembering our last conversation just before she left...

If you’ve been with us over the years, there have been many variations of this sort of writing - sharing the in-between moments, thoughts that have been flowing like a...

As the years pass, the more I want my reality to reflect, “good things take time.” The best things do – wine, stew, bread, paintings, character. Historically, my impatience has...

“It’s dinner time! Sit down, sit down,” I usher my girls to the table as I shoo flies away and set down napkins and milk cups. The set-up is a...

One of the most interesting parts of parenting has been seeking to know my child, then realizing that I’ve been merely grazing the surface because the depth of her whole...

I came home from a weeklong trip in the Smoky Mountains last Friday with not much to show for except 17 mosquito bites, jet lag, and a hodgepodge of photos....

Behind every image of a peacefully sleeping newborn in a lovely, coordinated, organic cotton onesie with a perfectly textured muslin blanket draped around her legs is a mama who’s going...

Several weeks ago, I experienced one of my actual finest moments in 32 years of life. It was a typical Monday at work, except that on my agenda was to...

Let me tell you about an orchid plant. My mom brought this one for Charlotte on her 5th birthday last year, fully bloomed, the color of sunshine in June. The...

“Why’s he holding that stick, mommy”? Comes my three-year-old's voice from the backseat.  “Which stick?” I absently respond as I maneuver into the left turn lane. “That one!” She says...

I’ve situated myself in a familiar place, at the table next to my front window, where I can look up and find words in the light sway of the oak...

There are so many words, and there are no words. What started out as a world health crisis (lives, so many lives) has quickly morphed into a world heart crisis...