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Two things struck me when the doctor first placed you in my arm: red, rosy lips and unruly eyebrows. Your face was crumpled up but you didn’t cry. You just looked around, eyes glossed, chin quivering. You’ve always been the bravest child. Last week you whispered to me that you had something important to ask […]

May 8, 2022

July 2017 // Last night while I was cooking dinner, dad texted me a photo of you holding a fish at the waters edge. The first fish, caught and pulled out of the river by your own arm. My heart jumped and sank with the poor trout at the thought of missing this moment: you […]

March 29, 2022

When I (Hanna) was young, I had stacks of journals on stacks of journals. I often felt like I didn’t know what to say, as if my words were lost in the woods, until I’d lift my pen. I’d find my voice spilled over the wide-ruled pages in a waterfall of junior-high scrawl. When nothing […]

March 25, 2022

The shoemaker’s children have no shoes, the mechanic’s car is leaking oil, and the photographer never takes photos….of their own family! Hanna and I have both experienced the truth of these statements. When you spend so many hours behind the camera, sometimes the last thing you feel like doing is hauling around expensive equipment and […]

December 4, 2021

Your daughter just crawled up on my lap and laid her head on the beat of my heart. ‘Auntie Hanna, do you have a baby sister like me,’ she asks? ‘Your mommy is my baby sister,’ I tell her. ‘I was your age when she was born.’ Her big blue eyes spark and she looks […]

May 5, 2021

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