I’m Friends With My Son’s Ex-Girlfriend
I get random texts from her, I follow her on Facebook — because she delights me– and sometimes, when he’s not around, I actually sneak over to her house and look at her Europe photos. She just got...
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Food is how I connect with my son. He loves to eat, he is wildly curious about how I make what I make, and wants to do it himself. Talking about food is a safe, non-intrusive way of connecting without...
View ArticleThe Handprints On The Front Door Are Missing
I found this post in my “drafts”… written October 2, 2015. For some reason, I never published this story. I think what happened, is that the minute I wrote this, the front door started to get dirty...
View ArticleOfficially, I’m Not Waking My Kids Up Anymore
This was a HARD morning. With the rain, traffic moves slower. No matter where you live, or what decade it is, traffic moves slower, and traffic is heavier, whenever it rains. I learned this back in the...
View ArticleA Scattering of Memories
They scatter like pieces of glitter. Suddenly, the thought of gathering them all together for a group shot is just about as horrifying as being dropped out in the middle of an ocean and fighting the...
View ArticleWhat Moms Don’t Tell
Honestly, going through this phase of motherhood — there’s no delicate way to put it — is painful. They are adamant about paving their own way through the world, and no amount of blueberry pancakes or...
View ArticleGraduation is Saturday
This Saturday… he is graduating. From college… It’s been a slow four years. It’s been a fast four years. It was a tender time… of learning to breathe with him not in the house… and then learning to...
View ArticleWhen We All Breathe Under the Same Roof
Now that so many universities are on semesters, there is this sweet little two day bonus, called Fall Break. It’s actually more like three school days, and plus the weekend — so it’s almost like a...
View ArticleStressed Out
It’s hard, when the Spotify channel blares from the phone they carry from room to room throughout the house, to ignore the words that come out of that tiny speaker. Almost piercing, with direct stabs,...
View ArticleThere’s Probably a Rosie Meme Somewhere
On what was a long, exhaustive day of college student/dorm movement, I saw more student belongings and dutiful parents shoving the trunks of cars full of cargo, and embraces between parents and...
View ArticleI’m Friends With My Son’s Ex-Girlfriend
I get random texts from her, I follow her on Facebook — because she delights me– and sometimes, when he’s not around, I actually sneak over to her house and look at her Europe photos. She just got...
View ArticleSunday Rice
Food is how I connect with my son. He loves to eat, he is wildly curious about how I make what I make, and wants to do it himself. Talking about food is a safe, non-intrusive way of connecting without...
View ArticleThe Handprints On The Front Door Are Missing
I found this post in my “drafts”… written October 2, 2015. For some reason, I never published this story. I think what happened, is that the minute I wrote this, the front door started to get dirty...
View ArticleOfficially, I’m Not Waking My Kids Up Anymore
This was a HARD morning. With the rain, traffic moves slower. No matter where you live, or what decade it is, traffic moves slower, and traffic is heavier, whenever it rains. I learned this back in the...
View ArticleA Scattering of Memories
They scatter like pieces of glitter. Suddenly, the thought of gathering them all together for a group shot is just about as horrifying as being dropped out in the middle of an ocean and fighting the...
View ArticleWhat Moms Don’t Tell
Honestly, going through this phase of motherhood — there’s no delicate way to put it — is painful. They are adamant about paving their own way through the world, and no amount of blueberry pancakes or...
View ArticleBeing a Part of Something Bigger
While researching an article for a client on improving employee retention, I came across a highly-researched and in-depth article on the need to inspire employees intrinsically. The further I read, I...
View ArticleFood. It’s All About the Food
It may have looked as if I was trying to win him over through his stomach, those few days before Thanksgiving, when I was buying ready-made foods (like Bosco sticks and frozen chicken won tons,...
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