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A 3 a.m. wake-up call and before I even step foot in his room, I know. I know the difference…
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A 3 a.m. wake-up call and before I even step foot in his room, I know. I know the difference…
Continue ReadingWe sat watching the line of kids—and our daughters’ chubby little fingers—“play” the piano. My friend smiled affectionately at the…
Continue ReadingDear Mama, I don’t remember if our house was big or small or if we rented or owned. I don’t…
Continue ReadingI think something that has been really hard to wrap my head around during the years since my mom died…
Continue ReadingIt goes slow when your belly and ankles are burgeoning, morning sickness gripping you on the cold bathroom floor. It…
Continue ReadingI have never gone through anything quite as bad as this. Sure, I have been through some tough stuff and…
Continue ReadingToday my children visited their grandmother, or as we call her Memeré (French for Grandma). It wasn’t like most visits…
Continue ReadingDearest mom, I have always and will always love you, but we can’t stay in our relationship. After years of…
Continue ReadingWhen I left the hospital, mother’s guilt came with me. Smuggled in the diaper bag. Crouching beneath the car seat.…
Continue Reading“My butterfly shirt, Mama. Butterflies! Purple butterflies. I wear my butterfly shirt.” Charlotte chants to me as I hold up…
Continue ReadingI could spot her a mile away. It was the first time I’d seen her out since after the baby.…
Continue ReadingAn open letter to my momma: Dear mom, How could I ever find the words to describe how much you…
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