What do you do when you leave before dawn, travel an hour to a small church in a small town and you are greeted by women in the red dirt road waving flags? What do you do when you are surrounded by the piercing, celebratory “ay yi yi yi” of a dozen Ugandan women as … More Undone


I had a taste of what “grandmotherhood” might be like when I was in Africa last month. It inspired me to write this little poem. … More Velvet