Dear 8th Grade Graduate: Thanks for Letting Go of My Hand
You let go of my hand and walked slowly through the door. You turned your chestnut head to look at…
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You let go of my hand and walked slowly through the door. You turned your chestnut head to look at…
Continue ReadingSitting at the airport reading a friend's beautiful book and minding my own business over my Cheddar Jack Cheeze-Its because…
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Continue ReadingI was at the kitchen sink late in the evening, scrubbing the stoneware baking dish and serving spoons from dinner.…
Continue ReadingI've been kicked out of the dressing room. How did this happen? A month ago, I was helping you try…
Continue ReadingIt unfolded in an instant. Her sky-blue eyes split between teenage-anger and childlike tears. As her growing, 9-year-old body couldn't…
Continue ReadingI never intended to have kids six years apart, but life most certainly never goes as planned. Here I sit…
Continue ReadingParents, can we agree to let our tweens be kids for a little while longer? Being a tween doesn’t mean…
Continue ReadingI sit on the couch, my head bobbing as I desperately try to keep my eyes open. Every fiber of…
Continue ReadingUnderwear. Shorts. T-shirt. Stuffed animal. One by one my son packed each item into his Batman suitcase, mumbling under his breath about the unfairness…
Continue ReadingDear Mom, I told everybody at school that you said, "If you keep rolling your eyes at me, one day…
Continue ReadingYou never think you’re ready to let go of your kids. But I promise you Mama, you’re readier than you…
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