Even by Her Deathbed, I Question If I Was Enough for My Mother
The beeping of the machine yelling to the nurses about the occluded IV snaps my mind back to the present.…
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The beeping of the machine yelling to the nurses about the occluded IV snaps my mind back to the present.…
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Continue ReadingI am sorry for the days I am not enough—the days I am short on attention or tempered for reasons…
Continue ReadingI am my own worst enemy—I forget to let myself off, give myself time, free myself of guilt. I am…
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Continue ReadingTwo days before my first child left for college, I swallowed tears passing the chocolate milk in the grocery store.…
Continue ReadingSweet mama, I know you’re discouraged and feeling defeated. You feel like you don’t measure up and that you never…
Continue ReadingWhen I look in the mirror, I don't see an amazing mom. I see a tired girl. Her hair is…
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