and proudly lift her voice to god

yesterday our sweet little bird made her first holy communion.

and in a surprise to most of our family, she not only did a reading during the mass, but performed a song and sang hallelujah.

my beautiful seven year old daughter stood at the podium in a dress borrowed from our dear friend, rocking sneakers we spent weeks bedazzling, with hair styled by my girlfriend, wearing jewelry from friends and family. every item special. 

she looked like an angel. 
then janet opened her mouth and sang.
by herself.
in front of hundreds of people.

i saw light

last night my husband and six other adults were confirmed fully roman catholic. four women were baptized and all seven adults received communion and confirmation. holy saturday mass began with a fire outside our parish. the entire congregation carried lit candles into our blacked-out church for a transformation from dark to light. while the entire…

loads of it escapes me.

i have a very bad memory. feelings i recall. smells. snippets of scenes. but true, clear memories are tricky. it has always been this way. vacations get blurred down to the taste of espresso in faraway places. highschool has been melted to varsity jackets in the woods, warm cans of cheap beer, and debates in…

so wonderfully ours

to my hunny on your second birthday,

two. oh my. my boy, my heart, my world. you are two. how can this be? on one hand i can hardly believe two whole years have passed since we met. on the other it seems like an entire lifetime ago when it was just me and baba and snoop dogg.