Such a welcome

A woman I’ve never met walks by my house each and every day. This in and of itself is not extraordinary. But her constancy is. Every day, at the same time, she walks, backpack on her back. Both straps fastened, limping. Hat and sunglasses on, even on cloudy days. In the summer, she walks with…

Catch me

As a young girl, my favorite vacation game involved a swimming pool. My father would stand in the pool; I would crouch on the side. “Catch me!” I’d shout as I jumped into his waiting arms. Again. Again. Again. He never missed. And I knew that. I jumped with the surety of someone who knows…