My son is 11 years old. And, each day it seems he is getting older and older. And, of course he is. The second we are born we are getting older. Obvious but true. The last few years we have been quite often on the run on trips […]
Today there is no snark. No sadness. No complaints. Just gratitude for what I have, including the great people who are my bedrock. I’ve made some good friends this year. I’ve been to some interesting places. I’ve had a variety of great bread pudding. I left ugliness behind. […]
My mother’s birthday was about ten days ago or so. Or rather, it would have been her birthday. I celebrated it quietly in my head and heart. I steeled myself for a few minutes during the day to wish her a grand day. I didn’t get a chance […]
His smile fuels me and bathes me His giggle upturns my frowns His unfazed demeanor pauses my skepticism Nothing better than my memories of his happiness To be a mom fills me with joy To be his mom fills me with pride It is an honor to know […]
Today I had a silly conversation with my son. But we do that everyday as he seems to have my sense of humor. I laugh all the time. He does as well. We entertain one another. He’s only 11. Or should I say he is already 11? Regardless […]
My mother loved giraffes. Well, she loved monkeys and penguins as well. She fed local homeless dogs and thought pigs were adorable. But her love of giraffes amused me. Her love of penguins was passed down to my son. He has over 20 stuffed penguins we have gotten […]
Nostalgia often got the best of her. Even nostalgia for things she never experienced herself. Research now showed that you could remember other people’s experiences as if they were your own. Tonight was one of those times. She was feeling antsy and went for a walk to the […]
Today I had two separate conversations with the same individual that left me tired, more tired, and worn out. I wanted to let the person know that the conversation could have waited or could have occured via email. Personally, I prefer texting. But, I did not advise this […]
The world is wacky, weird, and wondrous. All simultaneously. And we each contribute to the oddities all around us. We clap, at times, at the weird. We encourage wackiness. I know I certainly do. As a matter of fact, I own my quirkiness. I revel in it. I […]
Her eyes were tired and blurry. But she really wanted to finish her evening reading. It was important to her to read as much of she could to be prepared for tomorrow. To be alert, ironically enough, for what hardship the day was bound to bring. She grabbed […]
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