The truth is that among all these adventures of our first week—amidst all of the dream-come-true moments, there were certainly some ugly ones. Here is what our first week really looked like!

It was the soonest we could leave on our dream trip. Ironically, it fell within the same few days of what the country was calling “The largest migration in our nation’s history”.

Our son spoke up from the backseat, “Hey, did God make it so that we can talk? Or did He make us like puppets?” My husband and I glanced at each other wide-eyed.

I could no longer avoid the decision. Do I pack these, or list them on Craigslist? It was crux of the crossroad we couldn’t move beyond.

“Do you have any collections, Hammy?” With uncanny agility, he moved his little body from rock to rock as we made our way down the riverbed. The evening before, when we had picked my mom up from the airport, he counted it of utmost importance to tell her first of his two collections. “I have a […]

Here surrounded by rock and respite is not where time stands still. As a parent, I have surrendered to the fact that we cannot stop time. Rather, here is where time finds its rightful place. Here is where time becomes bigger.