Unfinished Business

Written By: Erin Smith

April 26, 2019

  There is almost always a jigsaw puzzle in some stage of completion on my dining room table. Sometimes I might complete the puzzle over a weekend and other times it takes a few weeks. I never feel pressure to finish a puzzle; I trust it will be completed in its own time. My brother-in-law […]

Stop the Pinsanity!

Written By: Erin Smith

April 26, 2019

I have a friend who is an emotional eater. When stressed, food is her comfort. So to set a better example for her daughter, she started dieting and working out. For sixty days, she ate no sugar, caffeine, alcohol, dairy, or gluten. She juiced celery and made cauliflower rice, listened to podcasts about vegan cooking, […]

Diving In

Written By: Erin Smith

April 22, 2019

I watch my daughter battle the Pacific surf and lose, swallowed by a giant wave. The ocean here on Mexico’s west coast is a turbulent, tempestuous thing. Unlike its East coast cousin, this water is dark and moody. It changes temperature on a whim, large swells rolling in without warning. As a very young child, […]

A Headless Chicken

Written By: Erin Smith

April 14, 2019

In 1945, a farmer in Colorado named Lloyd Olsen chopped the head off Mike, his prize chicken, because his mother-in-law wanted chicken and dumplings for dinner. Olsen was bad with an axe and, while he did remove most of Mike’s head, he completely missed the jugular vein and the brain stem. Since the brain stem […]

Life Is Lumpy

Written By: Erin Smith

April 8, 2019

My boarding zone said, “Basic,” which is Delta’s way of saying “dead last on the aircraft.” There were 12 rows on this commuter to Columbus, and I was seated in 11A by the window. As I walked down the aisle, 11B glanced up from his laptop and glared. I could tell he was hoping I […]

Finding Hawaii

Written By: Erin Smith

March 18, 2019

Sometime around 1000 AD, a group of seafaring Polynesians were exploring the isolated islands of the South Pacific. A type of plover they called a kolea migrated out into open water each spring. Spying these birds, the Polynesians suspected there must be a large island nearby, since the kolea returned to the same beaches and […]