More than a decade ago this page was a crutch as I limped through parenting a lot of kids…and then one day I just stopped writing. I don’t remember why. Maybe I didn’t need it anymore. Or maybe life defeated me in ways I didn’t want to explain and so I just…didn’t.
To see what I’m writing now, click on my SUBSTACK. Follow along. Let’s see where this goes.
Latest Stories
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My Story »
I’m Keri Riley, a backwoods mom in Ninilchik, Alaska where I shuttle 8 kids around, fighting off moose, mosquitos and middle age. My husband is an ice road trucker…that’s right, just like the show…and gone from our lives six months of the year, so more often than not I’m edgy, tired, and going it alone.…
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Where I Live »
View of the Old Ninilchik Village Ninilchik, Alaska, at milepost 135 of the Sterling Highway, is a fishing village about 180 mile south of Anchorage along the bluff of the Cook Inlet on the Kenai Peninsula. As Ninilchik is our home now, we’re a little biased…but we think it’s a darn nice place to be. Ninilchik is…
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Three Small Things »
A small brush fire near my home last night brought a trooper to my door saying to prepare for the worst…the wind was taking it our direction…be ready to leave without warning. Warning. Wasn’t that what he just gave us? I went back into the house and gathered the children. “Pack your school backpack with…
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Adoption Day
In February of this year our family grew by two when Steven and Luke came to live with us. Tomorrow morning, the 19th of December, 2011, we welcome them into our family permanently in the Homer, Alaska courthouse. These guys aren’t complicated kids. They don’t understand the size of the world and they don’t know…
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A Letter To My Spouse »
I was thinking about us today. Remembering those years when you had hair and I had a waistline. Back when we sat, feet to feet on the couch, scheming our next adventure late into the night. It was a time when it all seemed doable and barriers were more like speed bumps than impossibilities. When,…