My sweet firstborn child… You about broke my heart last night. We had a disagreement. I made a suggestion for bedtime that you found particulary offensive. You were rude. I got mad. There were tears. There was yelling. And then you went to bed. When I came in to go through our regular routine (talk… [Read More]
In Memory of Granny
When I was a teen, I wrote a lot of poetry. It was really really “angsty” and when I read it now, it sort of pains me. But the bottom line is, when I’m sad I write. And today, I am sad. We will miss you Granny. ************************************************ Fly Spirit Bird Fly away Spirit… [Read More]
My Friend Lives On
I had a friend in middle school. I called her “Knobs” (we always complained about how flat chested we were) and she called me “Brat”. I loved her fiercely. She was a year younger than me and very popular. I wasn’t unpopular, but I wouldn’t have put myself in with the “it” crowd. But she… [Read More]
