Over the weekend my son had what can only be described as one hellacious skateboarding crash. Not a little veered-off-the-road, or a jumped-the-curb sort of accident... more like a Tosh.O-video-highlights or Johnny Knoxville kinda crash. All road rash, torn flesh, head wound, blackish purplish bruises, bloody bandages kinda crash. He is head-to-toe sore, but was … Continue reading An encounter in frozen foods
Tag: children
Man-child cold
When my children were younger and succumbed to winter colds and flu, it would break my heart to hear them with their croupy coughs and tired, ear-infection cries. I would bundle them in warm blankets, buffering them with fluffy pillows and their favorite comfort toys. Cartoons would run on a continuous loop while they were … Continue reading Man-child cold
Love letters
Before Internet, before email, they wrote love letters to each other. She tied them with a red ribbon, secreting them away in the rafters of the attic so they wouldn't scandalize their children. A little Trifecta lagniappe, or a Trifextra, for the weekend. A love story challenge, written in only 33 words. Backstory: my husband … Continue reading Love letters
The difference a day makes
Spent about an hour last night reading through some old posts from an idle blog of mine. I used to write a lot about the initial onset of my son's mental health issues, about the guilt I felt about not being able to do much to help him, and general all around ranting and raving. … Continue reading The difference a day makes
Without a trace
“Then search parameters need to be widened!” Teams were on foot scouring every neighborhood within a five-mile radius, flyers were distributed to law enforcement agencies in the entire region, and cable news teams were filming sound bites for their evening broadcasts. An Amber Alert went nationwide. The hunt for the missing toddler couldn’t get much … Continue reading Without a trace
Mommy loves you…
When we first discover we are going to be parents, we have all these dreams of what our children will be like and how much we will impart to them. Will they share in our love of art or music? Will they one day excel in sports? Will one be a writer, another an actor … Continue reading Mommy loves you…