She moved home, even if only for a few months, along with everything she owned, minus the old TV and cabinet she sold on her second trip to empty out her old apartment. The $40 she got from the new tenant paid for her gas on the drive home. She accumulated a lot of junk … Continue reading Better now
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Reunion
This week I've joined the Indie Ink Writing Challenge. Stepping out of my comfort zone, relying on a stranger to inspire me, or confound me. Jason Hudges (Life & Otherwise) tasked me with this challenge: "Your oldest son has just become the first American Pope; your daughter has just become first female president of the … Continue reading Reunion
Lost in translation
With all the goings on surrounding my daughter and her recent graduation, her pending grad school plans and the inevitable moving out of our family home, I fear my son is getting lost in all the sibling adoration. The Boy has had more than his share of set backs in the last few years, struggling … Continue reading Lost in translation
Mother’s Day (off)
Mother’s Day... it’s a quirky little holiday. There is probably some heartwarming story behind it, I've probably read it, if you want to... you'll have to Google it. I'm more than a little ambivalent about the holiday. For the first few years of motherhood you have to rely on the largess of Baby Daddy. He's … Continue reading Mother’s Day (off)
Commencement
This weekend my family was in Tallahassee to witness our oldest, our first-born graduate from college. Saturday morning JM and about 1,300 of her classmates were bestowed their degrees in the second of three commencement ceremonies. I was surprised that I maintained composure as well as I did. I choked up during the National Anthem … Continue reading Commencement
A power unto her own
One step closer to your future One step further from me That tenuous cord Stretching, pulling, near its breaking point I knew, I felt the moment You were a part of me Before blue lines Before white coats You are still nestled Beneath my heart You can still Take my breath away You can still … Continue reading A power unto her own
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