Coming in out of the wind

It comes the very moment you wake up each morning. All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter … Continue reading Coming in out of the wind

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Move

It all started with Top Ramen. Little 3rd grade Melissa was cooking. Too short to reach the stove, I teetered on a footstool handmade by my great-grandfather. My dad was on the phone in the living room and my mom was working late. They'd always warned me to turn the pot handle away from the … Continue reading Move

Searching for Treasures

Some of my most cherished memories from growing up are from when we would go visit my cousins on the northeastern tip of the Olympic Peninsula in Washington. The little town of Port Townsend was one of my favorite destinations with its ornate Victorian buildings and its proximity to the Puget Sound. As we drove … Continue reading Searching for Treasures

The Middle of the Street

In a crisis...I'm your woman. When decisions need to be made, people taken care of or action taken I think fast, push through and get it done. Then I lie down in the middle of the street. I was talking to my mom and she told me she was worried about me. She said I … Continue reading The Middle of the Street