Category: art

Dark house. Stress. Neck tight. Shoulders tight. Insomnia. Another hour goes by. Ticking off the time that might be left to sleep. Worry. Question- how tired will I be tomorrow? Guilt. Have to cancel date night, dinner plans, babysitter. Guilt. What kind of mood will I be in tomorrow for my family? I will need […]

“Is that the best ice cream ever” I ask Jack and Fiona. I sign it too, I know these signs well. One of Fiona’s hearing aids broke this week, now she’s not wearing the one that still works either. I practice signing this sentence several times- I keep my hands near my face, practice the […]