Flashback at a Funeral
The flashback was so strong, it was palpable. The funeral was over; we three sisters and our husbands had walked…
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The flashback was so strong, it was palpable. The funeral was over; we three sisters and our husbands had walked…
Continue ReadingI am learning as I age that the amount of anxiety I've somehow learned to balance so as to get…
Continue ReadingI thought I was doing fine. Then my husband sat down for a little chat . . . We had…
Continue ReadingYou destroyed the gingerbread house we worked on for hours… But then you stayed at the edge of my little…
Continue ReadingOh, Facebook. I love you so, yet you make me day drink sometimes. I mean, between your constant "algorithm changes"…
Continue ReadingPacking for a weekend out of town and to colder weather, I washed my go-to cotton jacket, dried it…
Continue ReadingI had to go to the bank yesterday. Like, walk into the bank and talk to a teller. “Um, I…
Continue ReadingApparently, it’s National Widow’s Day. May 3. There’s a day for everything now, to sandwich widows between National Eat a Doughnut Day…
Continue ReadingMy daughter was two when she started picking out her own outfits, each day looking through her drawers with her…
Continue Reading“You don’t ever have anything bad to say about your husband, do you?” she asked me. I froze. Because I…
Continue ReadingI fold each letter and tuck them into four separate envelopes—one for each kid. Then I lick them shut. Still…
Continue ReadingThis is what keeping the faith looks like. Thousands of prayer warriors surrounding one incredible family, who is huddled around…
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