Curious that she uses me as her example. Who was I but a simple woman? Perhaps she is simple, too, this woman who invokes my story to identify the path she walks. You may know my story. You’ve heard it said of me, “she laughed.” I did. Wouldn’t you laugh too if you heard ridiculously …
Colliding with Tragedy, Part Two
(Click here to read Part One) The scene is surreal and I’m doing my best to keep my composure. The moment I hear that my daughter was taken by a stranger is when full-blown panic seems the most appropriate response. Indeed it surges momentarily within me, then a calm assurance envelopes me, with a confidence …
Colliding With Tragedy, Part One
It is the Monday after Thanksgiving, 2005. On this day, the climax of our desert story is about to be composed. If only it were fiction instead of fact. Our family of six is living in a 900 square foot, one bedroom, one bath house on a desert plateau in the state of Chihuahua (Mexico), …
Years of Pause and Longings
For years the longing was ever present, like floating dandelion seeds in an endless summer breeze. Sometimes it floated gently around me while other times it swirled with fervor. This longing to write again, to blog again, to create with words and share my images. After a decade of blogging that began in 2007, these …