Slaying the Mountain

A little over a year ago, a dangerous snowboarding accident ended Laura’s season just as it began. With at least eleven broken bones in her back, her recovery progressed at an agonizing pace. We recorded her improvement over the course of weeks and months rather than days. Honestly, at times I wondered if she’d ever […]

Voicemail

I have six messages saved on my phone. One which has been parked in voicemail purgatory for at least four years. Each means something to me, which is why I’m pack-ratting these snippets like a monkey hoards bananas: My 4-year-old niece singing “Happy Birfffday” on July 31, 2006. I was in the midst of traveling, […]

Taking Another Swing

Dad says I must have been only five or six at the time. Stubborn as an mule, though. I would not be dissuaded. Hammer in one hand, tiny little girl fingers gripping a nail in the other, my face set in characteristic determination. I wanted to be just like Daddy, strong and brave, able to […]