by Emily Wierenga | Oct 21, 2011 | Uncategorized
Once or twice a year we’d head to The Plaster Fun House on Shaker Road, select an albino figurine from the metal shelves, pick a palette and settle in to paint at a long, newspaper-covered table. One time I chose a stately Indian chief, painted a regal scarlet and... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 19, 2011 | Uncategorized
there is no greater humility than that of being a mother.found there in the low light of afternoon, rocking, one on each hip, while the three of you shed tears and you, muster strength to be the bigger person. he’s screamed the past 45 minutes, this... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 18, 2011 | Uncategorized
warning: this may make you want a baby. :) by Emily Wierenga | Oct 17, 2011 | Uncategorized
we sit huddled on the couch, this family of four, baby’s fingers tangling round and aiden in his long legs and pensive face. we’ve eaten pizza and watched a show and now we’re sitting. just. because it’s all about this. “this is our... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 14, 2011 | Uncategorized
She is 67 years old, and still casts her gaze downward as she smiles. It’s an awkward smile that stretches her lips from cheek to cheek. She was instructed as a child to always keep her lips closed when she smiled, with her lips pressed tightly to her teeth... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 12, 2011 | Uncategorized
these are the best days, i tell him. i’m eating california roll and the sun is yellow in a blue sky. beside us, an older couple, all wrinkles and cardigans, and our baby rolls on the bench between. “these are the hardest days, but the best,” i say,...