Loud quiet. That’s what fills the silence most days. Glancing through Twitter feeds, scrolling through Facebook updates. Joseph plays and I half-heartedly watch, glancing at my right hand, never without my iPhone. Always updated, always connected, alwaysmostly present. My iPhone. My glorious, glorious iPhone. The handheld device connecting with me never-ending streams of updates — and a disconnecting […]Read More loud quiet
I woke up this morning to big brown eyes staring at me. A round little body in dinosaur footie pajamas sprawled on my pillow. Soft, chubby fingers gently touching my face. I spent this cold February morning under warm blankets, cuddling with an astonishingly cute and incredibly curious 18-month-old. I changed a couple of dreadfully […]Read More matters of the heart.