life with ink
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The importance of holding on to things I love the library. One of very few memories of my childhood is the way I felt standing inside my hometown’s bookmobile that drove down my street every so often. I’d pass through the accordion door and walk up the carpeted steps into a large van lined with
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I just hope both teams have fun Every two years, my family and I watch a lot of Olympic coverage on TV. My partner is a big fan of the games. I wouldn’t know when they were happening if it wasn’t for him because I don’t typically follow any sports news. Over the years, it
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When you sit and appreciate the sunrise, you’re appreciating the rotation of the globe in space. You are slowly spinning to the front of the show—the most miraculous view you will ever see—and every time it is different. The light hits everything so uniquely. The energy that comes from the sun can go directly into
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If anyone’s curious… This morning, I stood in my bedroom looking out the window in the direction of the rising sun. While I marveled at the beauty of light through trees, I thought a lot about what was happening to my eyes. How I learned in grade school that the pupil dilates to mitigate the
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Jenny Jenkins lives on Octopus Avenue just outside of Topeka, Kansas. Her purple house stands tall at the end of a narrow lane. It’s an old Victorian which is remarkable for Kansas considering all the tornados. Perhaps it was because the house sat at a high point of elevation for Kansas, 40 feet. Jenny inherited
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Wild hearts can’t be broken Suddenly, I feel as if I remembered a part of myself that I knew I had forgotten. There is an ocean of words inside me, all fighting to be the first to crash. As a result, nothing does. I wait. I watch. I hope for a peaceful outcome. Isn’t that
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And the lessons we learn along the way. There was a time when I when I could get it up for a clean baseboard. The grit of diving in and fully committing to get your elbows dirty. Is that the expression? Those days are long gone now. I mean, would I love if they were
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There’s nothing like pointing to a page All three of my children attend public school. I feel very meh… leaning yikes about it, but we don’t have the thousands of dollars needed to move them into private schools. There are some affordable private schools near us, but they usually require a side of tithe which
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A lesson on growth This weekend is a busy one for us. The start of summer is a busy season for every parent of school-aged children. At the end of the school year, we congratulate ourselves for making it through nine months of impossible feats of scheduling and logistics with the granddaddy of them all.
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Today we spent Memorial Day with family. Spending time with others has been difficult for me lately. There’s something about a lengthy battle with your own mind that really puts the rest of life’s tribulations into perspective. I have so much. I find myself easily irritated with others for being normal people talking about normal
Life with ink 