I Loved You the Best I Could
This morning my 16-year-old son Jack asked me, "How would you say I grew up, Mom? Was I poor? Or…
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This morning my 16-year-old son Jack asked me, "How would you say I grew up, Mom? Was I poor? Or…
Continue ReadingDear Noah, Caleb, and Micah: I can’t believe it’s been nine years since I held you in my arms. My…
Continue ReadingDear son, I wasn’t ready for this. But you were. I had it all planned out. I would enjoy the…
Continue Reading'Tis the season for dorms for those of us whose children are in college. You may be designing, planning,…
Continue ReadingI walked with a determined gait through the airport doors after I hugged my adult son goodbye. My tenacious walk…
Continue ReadingBoys, you are currently 12 and almost 10 years of age. This world in which you find yourselves growing up…
Continue ReadingIt feels like the beginning of goodbye. Oh, sure, my son is still a little boy, but not for long.…
Continue ReadingMy sweet baby, As I sit here feeding you, nestled in my arms, your little hand opens up and reaches…
Continue ReadingMy latest project has been getting my first son’s “big boy” room ready for him before our second child arrives…
Continue ReadingI’m a single mama of two young boys. As a woman raising young boys, I’ve thought a lot about how…
Continue ReadingI never believed in love at first sight . . . until there was a boy. A boy who made…
Continue ReadingAs another school year closes, I’m once again struck by an ethereal sense of being punched in the gut. We…
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