There’s No Place on Earth More Full of Love than Grandma’s House
I have this theory that every grandma’s house has its own smell. For mine, her house always smells like the same perfume…
Continue ReadingI have this theory that every grandma’s house has its own smell. For mine, her house always smells like the same perfume…
Continue ReadingI remember the beautiful January day when I first caught a glimpse of you in your white lace dress. You…
Continue ReadingI had my kids in my 20s, and yes it was hard, but probably not for the reason you think. People…
Continue ReadingYou are on my mind today. But that’s not unusual. It’s crazy how after 13 years, it doesn’t feel that…
Continue ReadingThree weeks before Easter, my family and I stood in the hallway talking to a team of doctors whom we…
Continue ReadingWhen your son turns 50, you will remember how, when he was a baby, he would kick the arm of…
Continue ReadingI was reminded recently that not everyone has parents like mine. I’ve always known it in theory, but seeing it…
Continue ReadingIt’s a strange feeling to look back at all the years as a parent and wonder if I am doing…
Continue ReadingIf I close my eyes, I can conjure the feather-light weight of my newborn daughter. At under five pounds, my…
Continue ReadingCaregiver. Nurse. Custodian. Mother. Parent. Daughter. Son. Rinse, lather, repeat. If you had told me 10 years ago (heck, even…
Continue ReadingI have always given credit to my dad for letting me find my path in life, for making me independent,…
Continue ReadingNot so many years ago, my grandma passed away. She was my last grandparent, and when she died, it hit…
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