It’s one of those things you joke about until you really need it. The Lamaze breathing. Whoo-whoo-whee-whee. A pattern of quick, short breaths with long ones at intervals that is supposed to help a mother through childbirth. Really, it’s just a way to make you concentrate on something other than utter pain. I’m not a […]
Month: November 2019
In His Might
It was the summer of 2012. My daughter was six and was freshly out of school, where she had been taught by a number of teachers and played with a number of friends all year long. And now, it was just the two of us. On a budget. At home. Staring at one another. She, […]
Hope For Those Who Ride Unicorns
One beautiful day years ago, when Kendall was in elementary school, her teacher decided to take the class on the scenic route from the classroom to the lunchroom, which meant that they got to walk outside. So they set out in their traditional single-file line, and all was well. That is, until my whimsical daughter […]
Keeping a Tender Heart in the Wake of Injustice
I have a confession to make: I’m a sucker for a good chick flick. I love those fun, light-hearted movies of the romantic comedy variety. And I tend to like ones made back in the 90s or early 00s. The newer ones seem more crass and just less adorable, in my middle-aged opinion. I normally […]
When the manna runs out
I always thought that, if I were blessed with a child, I would grieve each stage as it passed. That I would cry when she stopped sleeping with her favorite blanket or started saying words correctly instead of with the adorable, yet incorrect, pronunciation of a young child. I thought I would be so sad […]
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