Where am I going? When I was staying in Nigeria, when it was just me and a chubby little one-year-old, waiting for a consulate to issue a visa so our family could be whole, I was scared. I was in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people and I wondered if I could do it. If I […]Read More on my last day of 26
Joseph, I can hardly believe that you’re four! I know you won’t read this letter for a while, and when you do, you’ll probably be much taller than me and I’m not going to lie, I might make you give me piggy back rides. Because even when you’re older and bigger, I’ll still be your mom, […]Read More a letter to my son on his fourth birthday
I turned 25. I feel like this is a monumental birthday. Lately, I’ve been pinching myself. Do I really get paid to play with words? Am I really a mom to an amazing two-year-old? With another little one on the way? Have I really been married for 4.5 years to my teenage-hearthrob-turned-man-of-my-dreams? (Hey, what’s a […]Read More 25 life highlights on my 25th birthday.
I have about 11 months to check 25 bullets off my to-do list before I celebrate my 25th birthday. I’ve had the honor of being part of some beautiful stories in my 24 years, but I don’t want to dwell too much on the past that I miss the beauty of the present, or the […]Read More steady as she goes.
I heard a Frank Sinatra Christmas song today (I know—but it was SNOWING) and I was instantly transported to my twelfth birthday party. I was taken back to the day when, glitter-gold Gelly Roll pen in hand, I scrawled ‘Dress to impress!!!!’ inside the invite. My dad and younger brother donned black suits and greeted […]Read More Frank Sinatra takes me back.
Today, a little boy startled from a bad dream, placed his head on my chest and whimpered until I sang him back to sleep. Today, I woke up for the 46th morning with an ocean separating me from home. Today, I will find out when I can bring Joseph home. Today is 8-15. Today is […]Read More 8-15