as if to stop the time

tiny breaths on pillowcases baseboards ticking like my mind which one should I cuddle first    as if to stop the time one more year, I tell myself     he hasn’t flown off yet heartbeats strong underhand down upon my back     she finds her voice    breathing deep watching her throat move in her sleep…

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Morning Meditation

In the morning, we take our paddleboards out over sleepy Auke Bay, still peaceful in her slumber, before the whale watching boats stir her up. The water is so clear you can see the bottom of the ocean. The gentle sun, low on the horizon, warms the salty air. For a moment I worry I…

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The Real Reason Your Friends Post So Many Pictures of their Kids Online

For a parent, there’s only one other day as dreaded as Halloween, and that’s School Picture Day. I know are probably thinking, What could be more terrifying than having to sew the perfect Minecraft Enderman outfit in time for the Halloween candy crush, only to be followed by red dye psychosis and a visit to…

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Out of Gas & Cell Service on the Chilkat Pass

My husband has jerry-rigged so much stuff, his last name should be a verb: “Wow, you really Haffner’d that one…” “Dang, check out that Haffner!” And the more embarrassing, “Sort of a half-ass Haffner, don’t you think?” Don’t get me wrong, I mean this in the most loving way possible. If it weren’t for his…

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Thunder, Lightning, and I Found My Spirit Animal

Ahhhhh, Takhini Hot Springs… a lovely outdoor Olympic pool-sized bath fed by the natural hot springs of the Takhini underworld, where everything moves as if in slow-motion– like after dancing it up all night in the club then walking into daylight for the first time in a blurry-eyed state of blissful exhaustion just as the…

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Other People’s Children

“Whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me” — Mathew 25:40 Last May, when the Trump administration starting separating children from their parents and housing them in hieleras (ice boxes) and cages, under deplorable conditions with no clear intention or process for reuniting them…

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