I sit on the grey pergo flooring, hints of brown peeking through. From far away, it appears as real wood, but I'm happy that it isn't, because I want mopping to be an easy chore. I'm seated in front of Rowan's kitchen. Bits of metal and wood fused to mirror a real-life oven and stovetop, … Continue reading September 22nd.
Author: JessicaK
Jessica is a Catholic convert. A busy homeschooling mom of four children. She writes about the raw experiences of motherhood, conversion, wrestling with suffering, and the beauty of slowing down and pondering.
August 9th
My eldest son walks hastily into the room, banging our door against the wall, causing a crack to shake me awake. It’s his first day of middle school, and the giddiness of a child who knows they’re growing up is saddled on his face. I’m giddy also, in a mourning sort of way. My eldest … Continue reading August 9th
The Follow-Up
Today, the man wears purple scrubs. This particular set means something special to me, as one of the previously initiated. They scream “surgical scrubs”. I don’t believe this doctor performs surgery, he probably pilfered them long ago, and it’s just easier to wear scrubs every day, rather than deciding which professional attire matches wholly enough … Continue reading The Follow-Up
“His Pupils Are Uneven”
Today was one of the days when the difference in your pupils struck me, pulling me back to long nights filled with the worry of a dance between nurse and provider. It pulls me back to one particular patient, who had been deteriorating. I fought hard for the man. I knew, deep in my gut, … Continue reading “His Pupils Are Uneven”
Jess and The Fiat 