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They don't remember the morning we lost our cool because their bowl of Cheerios landed on the floor, the milk…
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They don't remember the morning we lost our cool because their bowl of Cheerios landed on the floor, the milk…
Continue ReadingThere is a dish from my childhood that sings my name when I feel sad. It wraps me up in…
Continue ReadingHe doesn't see a weed. He sees something that will make Mommy smile. He doesn’t see a weed. He sees…
Continue ReadingLet's indulge, this summer, sweet friends. Time has slowed down. Life's pace has given us a genuine chance to remember.…
Continue ReadingWe hear it every day: "Be present." "You're gonna miss this." "Babies don't keep." True, but clean dishes don't "keep"…
Continue ReadingSchools are canceled for the remainder of the school year. No graduations. No parties. No large group gatherings of any…
Continue ReadingWhen I was a kid in the '80s, we lived a very different life. We often left home on our…
Continue ReadingI’ve been sleeping next to you each night. You stand up, and with screaming, sobs call out, “Mommy!” I run…
Continue ReadingI sat on my lawn chair on a hot, buggy evening at the ball diamonds, watching my son interact with…
Continue ReadingI hope you remember hands that rubbed your back and pulled you in closely. Instead of hands that vigorously typed…
Continue ReadingGrowing up, we lived in a two-bedroom, one bath, 700 square foot duplex. It wasn’t situated in the nicest part…
Continue ReadingEditor's note: this post discusses abuse Eventually, the abuse becomes so normal you’re almost desensitized to the feelings of hands…
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