My First Birthday as a Dad

Today, I’m older. There is a lot more grey in my beard, and the white is advancing. I’m noticing it now in my bangs, though it mostly blends in with my blond hair. My shoulder seems to catch when I’m lifting something above my head. I’m older. I think I’m the hottest I’ve ever been. I can say that now, right? I’m not sure what anyone else thinks about how good looking I am, and, frankly, I’m not sure I care, which makes me feel even sexier. My husband tells me how handsome I look every day. What praise is…

Life The Way You Dream It To Be

Last week we flew to New Orleans for Charlie’s uncle who died hours after we arrived. In the days that followed, we helped clean out his apartment. “I would not have guessed he had so much stuff,” Charlie said. Uncle Lloyd liked to wear the same outfit everyday, so on the bed was a bag filled with light blue, short sleeved, button-up shirts, and underneath those were many pairs of his favorite navy blue pants. There was a straw hat he carried back from his post-retirement world travel to China, Russia, and other getaways. There was a mug with Far…

How I’m Feeling About Quitting My Job

Today marks four months since I left my job. Until four months ago, I knew where to go every day. I rode my bike to work. I walked to the wine and cheese shop for sandwiches on lunch breaks with my coworkers. I had an email address, and on the other side of the @ symbol was the name of an organization made of thousands of people who were doing things like building million gallon water systems for refugees and delivering medicine across the flooded plains of South Sudan. The weight of the organization’s name rolled into the room with…

My first trip to Texas with my Baby Girl

I have flown back to Texas dozens of times now. Year after year, I return from somewhere in the world to THE somewhere that held my little soul for all the years of my childhood. Having lived outside Texas now for nearly half my life, I notice it fresh every time – the rolling brushland, the easy mood, the crisp air, the yellow of winter grass and light blue of the big, wide winter sky. This past flight home was the first time I was introducing this wonderland to my kid. Our Baby Girl is nearing the 3 month mark,…

The Magic of Crooked Teeth

The W in my teeth is disappearing. I wear those clear plastic braces that hold and hug your teeth and move them, “a tenth of a millimeter every two weeks,” my dentist said. That reads slow, but for me, it’s lightening. Imperfections in my smile I’ve stared at for years are fading in months. The W was formed when my front two bottom teeth came in. I remember losing their baby predecessors at the same time in grade school. I can remember what it was like to run my tongue along my gums in the gap where the baby teeth once…