Ivan didn’t have a list of requirements when he went looking for a wife, but he did hope for a person who could speak Pennsylvania Dutch, since that is really his first language, the language batted back and forth with brothers and passed with laughter across the table at Kinsinger family birthday parties. In my […]
People ask me how being a mom has changed my writing, and the short answer is I don’t know yet. I know being a mom is changing me. I look at my daughter, and I can’t describe the emotions she stirs in me with her wide-open eyes like and chubby cheeks, like a Precious Moments
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Even the orange juice is holy, I thought this morning when I poured it at breakfast. Bright orange in the goblet, the taste sharp on the tongue, bittersweet, pure. I’ve been looking for the small things, the moments of joy. The two yellow sunflowers bending above our tangled garden mass. The bright zinnia heads–their stems
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One of my sisters, after reading Turtle Heart, commented on how her own perspective of some things we experienced together was very different than the perspective I revealed. For example, I write about feeling scared of my dad as a child. To her, Dad was the fun parent, and she never thought of feeling scared
New life blooms in my belly. When I panic and worry the life is gone, pretty soon I feel the child moving again. The one thing in the world I am most curious about right now is what the baby looks like. Like me or like Ivan? Other questions soon follow. Will our child be
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