Adolescence Is Simply the Beginning of a Thousand Tiny Goodbyes
He’s gone. I’ve felt him being pulled away as if by a magnet for months. A year, maybe? The centrifugal…
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He’s gone. I’ve felt him being pulled away as if by a magnet for months. A year, maybe? The centrifugal…
Continue ReadingI am middle-aged. I honestly don’t know how or when I got here, but it’s legit. It’s not just in the…
Continue ReadingIn the cold blue winter light, I would nurse my son, his mouth small like a sparrow, his breath warm…
Continue ReadingThey told me not to blink, but I was too overwhelmed learning how to become a mother. They told me…
Continue ReadingAdolescence. It’s such a strange time—it’s difficult for the parents to navigate, but it’s also hard on the kid. It’s…
Continue ReadingTo the new parents next to Room 9: I saw you when we were unloading our luggage today. I watched…
Continue ReadingI observed my son today from a distance. I marveled at the subtle changes I saw: The squaring of his…
Continue ReadingAlthough I knew it was coming soon, I didn’t know today would be the day. I’ve pushed it to the…
Continue ReadingWhen I was 16, my social living teacher at Berkeley High School had us write letters to ourselves. She told…
Continue ReadingThere is a time that lives in my heart that feels like it’s straight out of a Star Wars intro.…
Continue ReadingThose who mean well squawk the refrain— “The days are long, but the years are short.” They said I would…
Continue ReadingShe used to wear cat shirts and mismatched socks and silly pants. But this is 15. Now she’s up early…
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