Two Young Professionals

In the same vein as inside jokes, Jeremiah and I make use of several “inside phrases,” blips of language that seem insignificant to the unfamiliar ear but, between the two of us, host a powerhouse of memory and emotion. Two buckets on the same tree. A smart cookie. I’m eating a peach now. Dawhoo Grace-us. Working […]

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Early Morning Love

Up early this morning drinking 2-day old coffee and mumbling on in preparation for my summer intensive’s final oral report (ick! What freedom when this thing is over and done with!). Meanwhile, my husband sleeps sweetly, nested under a storm of disarrayed comforters. Watching him, my soul turns to melted butter, dappled morning light served […]

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Things I Wonder: Counting Sheep

Jeremiah is off to a cattle trade in Maine with his friend George. I’m home alone in our little apartment, seeping in the goodness of breeze, coffee, and text messages from my husband. I’m also putting off another business paper! Dag nab-it! It’s odd to spend a Saturday morning apart. I often work weekends; it’s part of […]

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