Writings

Pivot: The Update

I wrote a piece for a writing class I was taking. The exercise asked us to imagine where we would be in a year from now. The answer was...

Micah M Rodrigues

Jul 31, 2023

Leading up to our BIG MOVE to Portugal, with all the unknowns, I did what any anxiety-prone, organizationally obsessed person would do. I...

Micah M Rodrigues

Feb 24, 2023

This body. This body is a shell of what it used to be. A plump, dimpled shell. Once angled and wrinkle-free, my face perched atop a...

Micah M Rodrigues

Oct 18, 2022

Yesterday my kids went to their first track meet. It was an important event for many reasons. It was their first school competition, and...

Micah M Rodrigues

Oct 4, 2022

I’m being called. And not by my kids (at least this time). But rather something greater. Something that gives me butterflies to think...

Micah M Rodrigues

Sep 25, 2022

Last night Sam had a nosebleed at 3 am. It is not the first time he has had a nosebleed in the middle of the night, but it is the first...

Micah M Rodrigues

Sep 5, 2022

This trip feels different, is different. This is the last trip before we move there next summer. Before we actually live there.

Micah M Rodrigues

Aug 21, 2022

It's strange how easily we can convince ourselves of who we are, or more importantly, who we aren't. Many years ago, for one reason or...

Micah M Rodrigues

Aug 15, 2022

The last few days have been hard. I have laid on the couch, had a bath and binge-watched my favourite shows, slept and read. I know what...

Micah M Rodrigues

Mar 2, 2019

It always seems that the pendulum swings too far one way and then the next. Pretty, beautiful and princess have become “bad words,” and...

Micah M Rodrigues

Mar 18, 2018