Ponder

I have had two babies. The first was induced, so I didn’t feel those first tell-tale signs of labor that send everyone into a panic and find you fleeing at breakneck speeds for the hospital. The second, however, was a different story. The day Emmie was born, I...

Christmas, Fear and the Coconut Head

  When I was a little girl, probably around 8 or 9, we spent Christmas Eve night with my Granny, and my Uncle Lewis, who lived with her and took care of her. Spending the night there was way out of the ordinary, because she was not well, and most all my memories...