18 Years Went by In a Flash
If I close my eyes, I can conjure the feather-light weight of my newborn daughter. At under five pounds, my…
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If I close my eyes, I can conjure the feather-light weight of my newborn daughter. At under five pounds, my…
Continue ReadingRecently, someone asked me as the mom of a senior about to graduate, “How are you preparing to let go?”…
Continue ReadingI still smell my son’s head. He is 18 and witty and a homebody and his hair always smells like, well,…
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