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Welcome to the world, baby boy
Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. The morning of October 14th, I got the call that my sister was in the hospital and in labor. While these calls, I’m sure, are always something of a surprise, this one definitely was because I had spoken to my dad only the night […]
“me to you” a handmade book, an act of healing
I created the above book as a gift to my father, whom I have not heard from in more than a decade. Obviously, writing to him and creating this representation of who I now am–when we last spoke, I was in high school; I’m now a thirty-year old woman, married and experiencing the trials and […]