Swan Song

We Lacantors were as endangered as the Latin language we’d taken our name from; Laca for lake and cantor for singer. Unless we recruited another, we would lack quorum for our solstice ceremony and the extinction of our kind would follow.

 Tree and Stone

The Littlest Hermana

On a searing July day in 2018, I picked up my former foster daughters. In the year since they had been reunified with their birth family, my husband and I frequently visited them or helped with childcare.

 The Sunlight Press

I Love My Children Enough to Wish I Had Never Met Them

 "Never forget that another family has to fall irreparably apart for your family to come together."

 Boston Globe

When Our Foster Child Asks If Santa Is Real...

 According to my mother, my older brother believed in Santa Claus for “too long.” 

Washington Post

The Dollhouse

On Black Friday, my father cleaned up the garden shed, neatly stacking the bags of cedar mulch, and sweeping up the pine needles which blew in whenever the door was open. 

Uncharted