Can We Go Camping Every Weekend?

When I think back on my childhood, the memories that stand out always hail from the seemingly endless country summers, each one covered in a thin haze of lazy Midwest heat. They come muddled together— bicycle rides up and down the dusty driveway, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, weeding Momma’s flower gardens, racing to the … Continue reading Can We Go Camping Every Weekend?

Labor Day: Moving Slow

My labor day weekend was just long enough to sink into the familiarity of comforting new rituals. J worked every day, so I started each morning watching the sunrise alone through our bedroom window and then lazily slumping around the kitchen, counting the minutes to my single cup of coffee being ready. It felt like … Continue reading Labor Day: Moving Slow