Dear Daughter as You Grow into Yourself
My daughter, I watched you stand in front of the mirror, turning your body left and right. Your skirt was…
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My daughter, I watched you stand in front of the mirror, turning your body left and right. Your skirt was…
Continue ReadingA little over a week ago, I received a call from my dad, and over the next 12 hours regarding…
Continue ReadingMy middle son stayed home from school today. He said he was sick. I’m not sure that is the truth.…
Continue ReadingEarly this morning, I told (yelled is more accurate) my sons to get up with the same furious ferocity I…
Continue ReadingMy tween boy said he wanted to decorate his room for Christmas. He said, “You know how you used to…
Continue ReadingThe water shimmers atop the electric-blue pool. The clock blinks 94 degrees. It is July 10th weather showing off. A…
Continue Reading“Hey Mom, can you straighten my hair?” she asks. I gladly oblige. Because it’s not often that she needs—or wants—my…
Continue ReadingMy daughter turned 12 last month, which means we've somehow tiptoed into uncharted territory. I blinked, and then everything I…
Continue ReadingIn the cold blue winter light, I would nurse my son, his mouth small like a sparrow, his breath warm…
Continue ReadingMy family was walking through Home Depot recently, and I felt my daughter’s hand slip into mine. I’ve never really…
Continue ReadingAdolescence. It’s such a strange time—it’s difficult for the parents to navigate, but it’s also hard on the kid. It’s…
Continue ReadingI observed my son today from a distance. I marveled at the subtle changes I saw: The squaring of his…
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