Ever have some really bad shit happen and you deal with it as best you can and you’re like, well, that’s horrible, but I need to try to put it … Continue reading Just devastated. That’s all.
Ever have some really bad shit happen and you deal with it as best you can and you’re like, well, that’s horrible, but I need to try to put it … Continue reading Just devastated. That’s all.
Don’t treat her that way, People told me. How could you act like this? “She’s your mother.” It’s unbecoming to cut you off, They say, Just like it was unbecoming … Continue reading Unbecoming.
I’m 37 today. Somehow it feels like now I’m undeniably a grownup. That sounds ridiculous, firstly because I have obviously been a grownup for many many moons now, and secondly … Continue reading 37.
Conflicting emotions cross Thresh’s face. He lowers the rock and points at me, almost accusingly. “Just this one time, I let you go. For the little girl. You and me, … Continue reading Owing.
I thought it was over. But it’s like the infomercial that never ends, where they keep pushing on you all this stuff you don’t need and don’t want. Just when … Continue reading But wait, there’s more!
In my Facebook memories for today, there was a post I’d shared several years ago that talked about grief. The quote was allegedly from someone named Jamie Anderson, and the … Continue reading Mia Famiglia.
We all have at least one movie or television show that we could (and do) watch over and over again and love it no matter how much we watch it. … Continue reading Everybody loves a comfort show.
I got unexpectedly triggered last night, and it’s Elton John’s fault. Not really, bless his heart. But indirectly, just a bit. With the start of the new year comes a … Continue reading Building blocks and boundaries.
Dearest daughter. I want to tell you everything. Everything that came before you. Everything that came to be you, from my side at least. I want you to know more … Continue reading Everything.
Tuesday was my brother’s birthday. He turned 38. How is it that my own birthday doesn’t really make me feel old (not yet, or not most of the time), but … Continue reading Thanksgiving and the “Yes/And” Rule.