18 Years Went by In a Flash
If I close my eyes, I can conjure the feather-light weight of my newborn daughter. At under five pounds, my…
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If I close my eyes, I can conjure the feather-light weight of my newborn daughter. At under five pounds, my…
Continue ReadingMotherhood is beautiful torture. It’s worrying, from the minute you see those two pink lines. Maybe you have been trying…
Continue ReadingI’m no longer the last person he says goodnight to. That’s a hard pill to swallow. Here we are, just…
Continue ReadingI thought five hit me hard. You were going off to kindergarten that year. Each day you became a little…
Continue ReadingRecently, someone asked me as the mom of a senior about to graduate, “How are you preparing to let go?”…
Continue Reading“I want you to know that you can live anywhere you want when you grow up. You don’t need to…
Continue ReadingMy son has the most beautiful curls. I remember when his hair started growing as a baby and a little…
Continue ReadingI smiled this morning as I watched my little 9-year-old Nora stand up on her pedals and speed through the…
Continue ReadingTo my teenager, I'm trying to let you go, believe me, I am. But it's hard. Excruciatingly, painfully hard. The…
Continue ReadingLast month, my oldest daughter turned 12. Twelve—the word feels bulky and foreign as it stumbles over my tongue. She's…
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