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.
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Thanksgiving and the “Yes/And” Rule.
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.
Taking stock, and I’m missing a limb.
I had a brother, once. I now live happily with my husband and daughter and speak to no immediate family members of my own at all, in order to keep … Continue reading Taking stock, and I’m missing a limb.
House of Cards.
Strong foundations, sturdy walls;I thought I lived in a house of stone.Storms came and knocked it downAnd now I sit here, all alone.Huddled against the cold and wind,My shelter tumbled … Continue reading House of Cards.
Short.
You gotta hand it to short people. Because usually they can’t reach it themselves, even with the step stool. I kid, I kid! …Not really though. My father was six … Continue reading Short.
Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story.
I had to become the villain in others’ stories so I could live freely as the hero in my own. I’ve been thinking lately about the concept of heroes and … Continue reading Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story.
Upside down.
My mother turns 71 today. I managed to spend most of the day distracted by the fact that it’s her birthday, and the heaviness of all such implications. But it … Continue reading Upside down.
Olfactory memory.
Have you ever caught a random whiff of a scent that has instantly transported you to a different time and place? There’s a lot of focus on the senses of … Continue reading Olfactory memory.
Super.
This past weekend, my husband and daughter and I enjoyed an absolutely wonderful family vacation to Sesame Place, the Sesame Street themed amusement park in Pennsylvania. It was unequivocally amazing, … Continue reading Super.
Monsters.
I used to fantasize that I was adopted. I think every kid has that wish on occasion when they’re punished or frustrated by the rules or whatnot. But for me, … Continue reading Monsters.
Journeys in the Dark 