a semblance of home

  “maybe at the heart of all our traveling is the dream of someday, somehow, getting Home.” –frederick buechner   and then, late one saturday morning in may, the person you love most in the world is reduced to a pile of boxes—old books, papers, clothes, tools—all strewn across the hot pavement outside a storage unit. […]

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a letter to hudson

hey hudson, you were due to arrive the day i first sat down to start writing this letter. we welcomed you into the world a full week later. now that i’m finally wrapping this up, it’s been three weeks since you breathed your first breath of air–a good sign that you’re arriving in the right family. […]

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