Here In the Liminal Space of Parenting
It’s Friday night at 8:00. The intermittent snoring of an 80-pound lap dog is the only thing slicing through the…
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It’s Friday night at 8:00. The intermittent snoring of an 80-pound lap dog is the only thing slicing through the…
Continue ReadingT-minus 44 days until a new beginning- Math has never been my strong suit or my favorite subject, but it…
Continue ReadingDuring my oldest daughter’s freshman year of college, I started being haunted by a recurring dream of an old-fashioned suitcase—one…
Continue ReadingToday when I hugged you, I noticed you had to bend your body to lay your head on my shoulder.…
Continue ReadingI don’t want another baby... But I used to think I did. The sweet newborn snuggles. The experience of my…
Continue Reading“Mama, it hurts,” she said, pounding one tiny fist against her chest and the other to her forehead. I sighed,…
Continue ReadingMy daughter and I went swimming today. A hobby that has always bonded the two of us, our shared love…
Continue ReadingI don't know how it happened or even when it happened, but it definitely happened. When my daughter was born,…
Continue ReadingI watched my daughter shed the last remnants of her childhood as she folded well-loved toys into a cardboard box…
Continue ReadingIt started like any ordinary weeknight dinner. Except this night, my teenage son sat at the table, head in his…
Continue ReadingI talk to my flowers. Sunday school and science class both taught me that they listen and grow according to…
Continue ReadingYou know the look. That mix of distance and defiance behind your teen’s eyes. One moment, they’re snuggling next to…
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