I am a Texan-turned-Philadelphian, trying to raise three youngins, live in an 100-year-old row home, and be an active participant in the healing the of the world around me.
My life is comical, mundane, crazy, broken and beautiful. Sometimes a moment comes along that hits me sideways, making an impression that is hard to articulate. It nags my mind and gut with a sort of unsettling tickle (if it’s funny) or itch (if it’s soulish) until–usually as a result of lying in bed awake too late–I finally get it chewed out into words on paper. This blog is me sharing these moments with you.
this riven bloom 