Am I Holding On Because It’s Too Hard to Let Go?
A few years ago, I let go of our Mr. Potato Head collection. I asked my boys to play one…
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A few years ago, I let go of our Mr. Potato Head collection. I asked my boys to play one…
Continue ReadingI had this dream. The kind of dream that only mothers have. He was three years older than the age…
Continue ReadingI touched her hair today. The delicate, fully-formed, angel-baby droplet plucked intentionally off heaven's tree and placed in my belly…
Continue ReadingMy (almost) 8-year-old daughter came in from tidying the yard and readying it for play to hand me the plastic,…
Continue ReadingI’m a talker. I’m a spill-the-beans, over-sharing, rambling on about my latest fascination chatterbox. I love words, and so do…
Continue ReadingWhen I hold you, I will try to remember your tiny arms and tiny legs wrapped securely around me. When…
Continue ReadingWhen my tween son asked to go to sleep away camp, I supported his decision and his quest for independence,…
Continue ReadingAnother quiet Saturday morning. The week flew by in a haze of kids’ sports practices, basketball games, last-minute grocery store…
Continue ReadingDear daughter, Don't rush. You were born in a brightly lit room, surrounded by a flurry of activity. You were…
Continue ReadingMy son is at an age where he couldn’t care less about personal grooming, his un-selfconsciousness both admirable and aggravating…
Continue ReadingDear daughter: I've heard it from you a thousand times when you don't get your way. You yell it when…
Continue ReadingMy son, you are 12 years old. You are a young boy in the last days before you become a…
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