Friday, February 22, 2013


There's a moment sometime in February when the light changes. I always notice it in the afternoons. The sun is poised just right to stream through the back windows of our house and remind me that warmer weather is coming.

After school, I can usually find the animals napping on the rug by the back door, and I'll admit that even at 33 years old I love to lay down on the floor next to them and enjoy the warmth like a little kid. I find myself making up reasons to be in the back of the house, when previously I'd been happy to occupy other rooms. Even if I'm not in the light, I just want to be by it.

Twinkle likes to nap in the sunbeam. Me too.

This time of year makes me think of applying to MFA programs. It was early spring of 2011 when I sat on the floor in my bedroom and nervously took calls from program directors who had reviewed my applications. Sat on my bedroom floor in the sun and tried to be my best, most interesting self so I'd get in.

Life opened up for me with those calls. One in particular. The sunbeam makes me think about that. Also, it's warm.

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