The Bald Ballerina.

The day we shaved off Ian’s curly hair, he didn’t do it alone. My brother Stephen, cousin Justin and my Uncle Anthony shaved their heads bald right along side of him, [Daddy’s head was, shall we say, already shaved? ;)] because in my family, we will elbow our way right into when … [Read more...]

The Wedding Video.

I apologize for the radio silence around here. Just be grateful that you’re not my husband, who is currently living on dreams and scrambled eggs. I am straight-up exhausted. In typical “us” fashion, we decided that we should buy a new house, join a new church AND start my new … [Read more...]

It’s Not Just a Phone.

I started my new job with HOPE about a week and a half ago—and can I just tell you how thankful I am? Y’all, I am SO THANKFUL for early morning alarms and messy rooms and backed up laundry and stacks and stacks of reading. [Kellan is slightly less thankful. ;)] The thought of … [Read more...]

The Last Normal Day.

I remember October 2, 2012. It was the very last cancer-free day that my family would ever know. Ian was a busy, curly-headed senior in college who had neither the time, nor the inclination to schedule a doctor’s visit even though he’d been feeling crummy. At my mother’s … [Read more...]

New Mercy.

Kellan and I celebrated my job offer by going to buy new running shoes. I’m cheap about the strangest things, and even though I run every day, I hadn’t splurged on a new pair of running shoes since the day after I moved back from Africa. Circa, oh, I don’t know, two and a half … [Read more...]

The Ugly Place.

Y’all. MY HUSBAND. We spent the weekend on a North Carolina lake watching the last vestiges of summer flicker and fade into fall, and Monday morning found two bleary-eyed Dickens hopping a dark-thirty flight back to Albany. As I mindlessly scribbled a grocery list into my … [Read more...]