Roaring Empty Chairs

I didn’t know an empty seat could be so loud. As we all barrel towards this holiday season gathering expectations and desires and visions for the “perfect” celebration like snowballs picking up leaves and twigs and rock and dirt as they roll down a hill, I find myself longing to veer off. To pull away … More Roaring Empty Chairs

Almost Eight

We’d taken the tuk-tuk as far as we could into the little village. Getting this far had been an adventure, due to the incoming tide which blocked some passageways and forced us to find other paths. We’d driven alongside the coast, but the powdery sand proved too much for the heavy-laden tuk-tuk, and we’d gotten … More Almost Eight

The Parsnip Girl

From the window of my van where we sat stuck in traffic, I watched her pull tops off the parsnips, picking through a stack to choose the best for her family. As she sat them on the scale, I thought maybe she didn’t want to be charged for the extra weight the useless stems might … More The Parsnip Girl