For Andrew

To date, I’ve lost two friends from my high school graduating class, the second so recent that it stings like a needle against the back of my eyelids whenever the thought occurs to me. The thought of him being gone is one of those thoughts I almost have to laugh at because how could HE […]

Fractured

A few weeks ago, I was moving things around to set up a play area for C in our living room. I lifted one corner of our fairly light weight ottoman to look for something I thought was under it, and it slipped out from my hand and landed on the side of my right […]

A Tree House Would be Nice

“It would be fun to have a yard where Dad and I could build a tree house,” J says from the back seat on the way to school. I catch a glimpse of him in the rear view mirror and smile. He’s still dreaming little kid dreams even as he’s perched on the edge of […]

The Struggle

I’m struggling. I’d like to tell you that I’m doing great; that things are rolling along in a wonderfully smooth manner and life is one great big joyous cloud of non-methamphetamine cotton candy…. but alas, that is not the case. I come home every day exhausted. Not the normal “I just worked a 9 hour […]

Happy Thanksgibbing!

I can’t really say why I’ve not liked Thanksgiving for a while.┬áMaybe it’s because we always spent the day in the car as a kid, driving the three hours to the small town of Tarboro, NC to visit much loved Grandparents. Maybe it’s because everything was very “hurry up and wait” as we piled into […]

Geriatric Motherhood

I thought I had it all figured out when I was pregnant with C. I was “advanced maternal age.” I was going to have a harder time, right? I resigned myself to being slightly less spry during my pregnancy than I was with J. And yes, there were heart palpitations to deal with and they […]

Grading on a Curve

I’ve sat down at my keyboard a few times over the past few weeks, feeling that strange plastic push back from the keys. I’ve started and stopped and nearly given up on trying to find time to dust off this space and see what remains in the back of my mind… what words still linger […]

The Best Years of Your Life

When I was younger, everyone told me High School was the best years of life. At the time, I would scoff and tell them that if these were the best years, NO THANK YOU to the rest of my life. But I think that high school can only truly be appreciated by us middle aged […]

Starting Over

When I looked at my life on December 31st, I felt…. stagnant. Yes, I realize that’s a ridiculous thing to say when you’re 40 with a new-ish baby, and a new-ish husband. But I’m one of those people who needs new adventures. I need something on the horizon… something good, something bad… just SOMETHING. So […]

Love Like Cheryl

Everyone has that moment: the one that knocks you backwards and steals your breath away. The moment that whispers in your ear “You are temporary.” Some people are fortunate and they only have to hear the message once to fully appreciate where they stand in the grand scheme of the universe. Some of us need […]

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