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I missed my grocery-shopping buddy the other day. Mondays are usually the days my littlest and I knock out our…
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I missed my grocery-shopping buddy the other day. Mondays are usually the days my littlest and I knock out our…
Continue ReadingWhy do we follow them out the door? Watch them drive away? Why do we laugh at their laugh instead…
Continue ReadingHe used to think I hung the moon. When he was little, he looked for me in every room. We’d…
Continue ReadingThe absence of fingerprints is loud. I know, I know. We’ve heard it a million times before from seniors and…
Continue ReadingThe lines of my body are softer now. Softer like her little cheeks as they brush against mine. Softer like…
Continue ReadingSweet child, I’m sorry I didn’t stay cuddled up with you longer tonight. I quickly tucked you into bed because…
Continue ReadingSix . . . Six is only one number more than five, one grade, one year . . . but it…
Continue ReadingI never anticipated how much dirt and sweat and tears and stink would come with being a mom—and a boy…
Continue ReadingAs I sit here holding his hand and talking to him until he wakes up after his 31st surgery, I…
Continue ReadingIt had been nearly a year, and despite my best efforts and constant prayers, the tumultuous relationship with my daughter…
Continue ReadingMama. Mom. Mother. We are the holders of toys sidelined on a walk, jackets shed within minutes of going outside,…
Continue ReadingLight—it comes in many different forms. From the sun during the day and sometimes the moon at night. From a…
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