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That first glimpse of Chicago’s skyline never seems to get old for me. Even after living in the area for more than ten years now, the sight of those towering buildings casting a dark silhouette against a backdrop of vast blue ombré still has the power to take my breath…

“Tell us your impressions about motherhood,” the cheerful instructor asked the group of new moms sitting cross-legged on the floor with newborns in our laps. A newbie to this mommy-and-me infant class, I greeted the discussion time each week with equal parts eagerness and apprehension. I desperately wanted to get…

I was scurrying down the street last week when I found a misplaced letter. A gentle breeze had stirred, carrying the note across my path where it then fell into a pile of crumbled, wet leaves buried below the shrubs next to the sidewalk. I almost let it lay…

“Wait for me,” he called to her when they were children trudging through freshly fallen snow. She didn’t wait. But eventually he caught up. And they built elegant snow angels and elaborate fortresses together. “Wait for me,” he begged twelve years later when she fled their gloomy hometown and he,…

The following post originally appeared at Quest for Meaning on October 9, 2012. “Wasn’t that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted.” —Abraham Verghese, “Cutting for Stone” I was born and raised in rural Wisconsin. Our town had a population of just over…