Morning Conversations 

Sometimes, Monday mornings are rough. You know, rolling out of bed groggy while attempting to re-establish weekday routines. Playing out the idea of hooky on a Monday inside your head.  Wishing to sink back into your pillow. Little things can feel rushed Monday morning. Like, conversations with your three-year-old. (Almost four-year-old).    Over peanut-buttered-jelly toast…

First Publication!

My whole life I have wanted to be published. Finally the moment has come and I couldn’t be more excited. In fact, I’m extremely giddy.  I remember having a paper I wrote on female infibulation in the 10th grade being published, but it was a publication our school created… so I dunno- do you count…