by suelarkinsweems | Apr 17, 2012 | On Family
I lost myself on a train in Germany once. I was six months pregnant with Cora Jo and determined to see my sister in Hannover. I flew into Europe alone. We had concocted a rendezvous on a train on the way to the airport to fly from Germany to England. I knew a little...
by suelarkinsweems | Apr 7, 2012 | On Family
Four years ago today, we sat in a courtroom in California and solemnly swore to love, provide for, irritate, and embarrass Jedediah for life. His adoption was finalized quietly, just the judge, our social worker, and our family. The older three kids sat with us at a...
by suelarkinsweems | Apr 5, 2012 | On Family
My dad is flying into Oklahoma today because it snowed in Amarillo seven years ago this month. Maybe that is a bit dramatic, but it’s mostly true. In 2005, Matt was deployed to Iraq, and I was deployed in 29 Palms with three children ages 4, 3, and 1. In April, I...
by suelarkinsweems | Apr 3, 2012 | On Family
My friends say they would like to go back to wearing mascara, so I’ll mix up all the depressing moving posts with a couple about road tripping. They still might make you cry—road trips usually do that to me. A few things that seem to ALWAYS come up when we travel, and...
by suelarkinsweems | Mar 30, 2012 | The Poetry
Empty rooms {on leaving} Hollow and echoing rooms Nothing to absorb the sound now The phantoms stretch and play All other life drained out Through the sieve of trucks and crates We leave holes Hammered in and yanked back Scars dot the baseboards and the walls...
