Home Again, Home Again

They wheeled me down to pre-op around 4pm on Thursday. I was so nervous that my pulse jumped from 97 to 123 while they were taking my vitals. I cried quite a bit, and hated myself for it, especially since the tears were visible on my cheeks during transport. I was also trembling, because I... Continue Reading →

Book Review: “If My Moon Was Your Sun” by Andreas Steinhöfel

The first children's book I received from Plough Publishing was Charlie the Tramp by Russell and Lillian Hoban. They sent it to me bundled up in a red bandana, as though the book itself had been a traveler and needed a place to stay. It was an adorable read about a little beaver named Charlie... Continue Reading →

Home is…

Home is… Home is a cup of chamomile tea a fuzzy blanket a classic novel oversized sweat pants your t-shirt Home is fresh homemade bread eggs, sunny side up, in bed Champions League Football Mythbusters reruns Lord of the Rings Legos Home is waking up beside you a warm embrace a goodnight kiss two-day stubble... Continue Reading →

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