Posts that mostly feature my real life
The Nurse, the Window, and Me
Inhale. Exhale. Let go. The day Third was born, I ended my pregnancy depression and began my postpartum depression. Most of what I remember from those leading months is the color black. Not faded from use but pure and deep. The day after Third was born, we were alone in a hospital full of people.… Continue reading
A Slippery Fish
Time is a slippery fish. Perhaps the most slippery of them all. Just when you think you’ve got a good hold, time gets away again. But memory is a map made entirely of landmarks. As you move through year after year, your mind and body turn the corners of those landmark days, often without your… Continue reading
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