October 11: The International Day of the Girl Child, and why I care

We all thought it was obvious. Something was clearly visible between two blurry black and white legs on the screen. It was the first time we’d seen this growing human; the first time we laid on this small growing body that was moving inside of me before I could feel it. But, at sixteen weeks,Continue reading “October 11: The International Day of the Girl Child, and why I care”

Finding space to create in a garlic clove

Malawian garlic is small. Very small. When a recipe calls for one clove of garlic, I use four. Chop off the small end, and carefully peel back shell to reveal tender, pungent flesh. Until two months ago, I was helpless in the kitchen. Kitchen wisdom from my resourceful mother, and tips from my creative-in-the-kitchen sister-in-law,Continue reading “Finding space to create in a garlic clove”

Malaria: A global issue becomes personal

We couldn’t have been asleep for more than a few hours. Waking up in the middle of the night has become a pattern in these last few weeks of pregnancy – each time a reminder that life is growing, coming soon. This time, there was shaking. It was like an earthquake, and I relaxed untilContinue reading “Malaria: A global issue becomes personal”

Language lessons in humility

If you’ve ever wanted a practice in humility, try learning another language. Language blunders provide ample opportunity for both sublime entertainment and profuse apologies. For example, Ryan and I have been quick to learn that the word meaning “to plan or prepare” sounds very similar to the word used to describe relieving oneself. Thankfully RyanContinue reading “Language lessons in humility”