I took my daughter to buy basketball shoes the other day. I had researched them, attempting to ascertain not only what was the best shoe for the price, but also which ones were popular right now. When I asked her what kind she wanted she shrugged...
Maybe you, too, wash the same exact dishes you did two days before, Hang up the same towel, Sweep the same floor. Maybe you wonder sometimes if anyone sees you at all; Your presence like a ghost they pass through in the hall. Giving your days over...
It was only her second counseling session. I waited outside in the car, staring at the way the raindrops dotted the windows the same way I used to notice them as a kid; Watching the way multiple small droplets blend, and then one heavy drop forms...
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I woke up thinking about “LOVE” today. It is just another word, yet it can evoke incredible emotion as well as a variety of connotations. Just consider how many contexts it can be used in. I love the beach! He says, “I love ice...
Apparently, I’m not needed anymore. Just a lowly, used up mother, set aboard a flaming canoe, clutching dried flowers, and shoved gently out to sea. Don’t even bother telling me that I’m not. Just leave me. *Dramatic pushing away* All I have left is...
To torture my daughter, I bought a coffee mug with a headless horseman throwing a jack-o-lantern. It is emblazoned with the one word that our daughter has asked us to never use – “Yeet”. Of course, the more she begs us to stop saying it, the...
HOCO. That’s what it’s called now. You apparently can’t just say “Homecoming,” unless you like being called a ‘Boomer,’ and having your teenagers make a Tik Tok about you saying it to make fun of you. But don’t you dare say “HOCO,” either, because...
*Ted Lasso Season 2, Episode 10 Spoiler Alert* “Tell me something you loved about him.” And, Ted Lasso did. As he recounted a story about how his father stayed up all night to read a book so that he could tell Ted all about it so that he wouldn’t...
So often it feels like the same old thing: Wake up, do the chores, drive the places, cook a thing. Over and over – Lather, rinse, repeat. Maybe it’s these middle years; Now past the ones filled with changing diapers and cleaning off finger...