This blog has been a place I’ve explored parenthood, womanhood and life.

I’ve always considered motherhood to be both my greatest contribution and my greatest challenge as a woman. As my son set off to make his way in the world as a college freshman last fall, it opened the way for grieving the loss of a part of my own identity, that which derives its worth from the care of others.

Months later, I still find myself looking and listening for the sounds he used to make, hearing only the strange emptiness that fills the spaces he once occupied.

As Elliott has grown in independence, needing me less and less, my own need for caring has shifted back to tending the inner garden from which I draw my strength and clarity as a woman.  This is a time of transition, a time of exploring what comes next, and of evaluating the needs which are primary at this time in my life.

As a single woman on a journey toward awareness, fumbling through life with the support of other strong women, I find myself deep in inquiry about the questions that surround romantic love, intimacy, and creativity.

The blog now becomes a place to test new ways of using my voice, new expressions of what is true for me in this moment, and new opportunities to expand the conversation.

Delila