Author Archives: heidi

From the day after I turned 17 I waited tables, up until Devyn joined our family. I tried a few other things, but always went back to the fun of visiting a few minutes here and there with regulars, cheap … Continue reading →

Can you feel that first wave of tired, the point when sleep would come easily, sweetly, where you’d sleep through the night, and wake wonderfully refreshed, ready to take on the new day? Is no one else needing your attention? … Continue reading →

One of us just walks away…for good. I have your number for a time, your new address, a few memories of your face with the back drop of new walls, your new home in this odd and unfamiliar little town … Continue reading →

This one better write itself or nothing will be laid on this page. I want to write about how different DFW Texas and Mississipi are from Central Illinois in matters of socializing, either with a friend or with a new … Continue reading →

The details are vague, but I think I know why I’m not fond of tent camping. I was a Junior counselor at a summer camp for a sort of gentle reform program for 7th and 8th graders. It was called … Continue reading →

Sloggy mind, fresh popcorn, green tile table,small wooden bowl with the last few pecan pieces and nut dust, Matthew’s water bottle, the top of my water bottle peeking over the back of my laptop screen, voices of doubt, empty spaces, … Continue reading →

Silence that fills every space, sits with me, Prayer Book open on my lap. Soft light simply is. I know the small sighs I could hear were I to move closer, kneel beside a sleeping child. For now I’m content … Continue reading →

I was the 15 year old telling my mother how to improve her driving though I had never been behind the wheel. I studied her feet, how she balanced the needs of the gas pedal and the clutch with each … Continue reading →

In the small bowl, yeast, sucanut and water, once mixed, begin to foam. In the medium bowl, an egg, agave nectar and oil settle into a blob no matter how long the electric whisk just worked them. In the big … Continue reading →

Home for me is friendship. David is my best friend so this is good. Home is delightful delight. Home is the space I curl up in, where I am quiet, seemingly asleep, listening carefully to the fabric of my thoughts … Continue reading →