Emily Articulated: Winter people
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I remember the feeling of being zipped into my snowsuit, a bright yellow overstuffed sausage with barely contained cheeks spilling over a fleece neck warmer. I liked the coziness...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I remember the feeling of being zipped into my snowsuit, a bright yellow overstuffed sausage with barely contained cheeks spilling over a fleece neck warmer. I liked the coziness...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff The holidays often prompt a lot of reflection, turning me inward as much as pulling me outward. Maybe it’s the ritual of stringing lights and pulling ornaments out of...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist What if “the holidays” were more than a handful of weeks — a series of events strung together like pearls at the end of a single year, full of...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff After the Nov. 5 election, I felt an overwhelming need to disconnect — from the celebratory posts of those aligned with the victors and the relentless buzz of speculation,...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I hit scan on the radio, searching for anything other than static, until a familiar song broke through the cracks and pops: “… all the roads we have to...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist Reid pushed the doors to the kennel open with tentative anticipation. Having moved back to his hometown after over a decade away, adopting a dog felt necessary to mark...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff Last week, I closed the van doors on all the gear and supplies I’d meticulously measured, packed, stuffed and balanced inside. We were leaving for a trip I’d been...
By Emily Erickson Reader Staff A young girl raised her hand and was called upon by former-President Gerald Ford. It was 1989. The girl asked, “Mr. Ford, what advice would you give a young...
Emily Erickson Reader Columnist Can you hear it? That’s the sweet sound of silence descending like springtime fog, blanketing the earth after the torrential downpour of primary election messaging. We’re nearing the few months...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist This past weekend, I flew to Boise to join my partner and his family in celebrating his brother’s college graduation. Showing up for one another’s big moments is one...