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.
Tag: nostalgia
The sweater.
Once upon a time, long ago, my mother and I bought a few sweaters at Walmart. Nothing fancy (obviously), just some stretchy cable knits. We each got a black one … Continue reading The sweater.
Heartsong.
I will always think of my daughter when I hear any Queen song. She’s been a fan since she was literally in utero kicking along to their beat. And I … Continue reading Heartsong.
Feeling seen.
Last night I had the strangest dream. Which is saying something, for me, as my dreams are frequently vivid and peculiar. My birthday is coming up, and so in the … Continue reading Feeling seen.
The Stuff Process, parts 1 & 2.
One thing I struggled with for many years, as a side effect of cutting contact with my mother, was the fact that I still had a lot of personal property … Continue reading The Stuff Process, parts 1 & 2.
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.
25 years of Fellowship.
In honor of the film series’ 25th anniversary, they (who exactly “they” are, I have no idea) are releasing the extended editions of the Lord of the Rings films back … Continue reading 25 years of Fellowship.
Someday. (Or, Ode to a Whistle.)
When I was student teaching in 2013, I was assigned to a challenging class of third graders, and learned quickly that trying to talk over them would only result in … Continue reading Someday. (Or, Ode to a Whistle.)
A holiday of wonder.
The Christmas holiday is a holiday of wonder… I wonder what my old, ailing, and estranged mother’s Christmas looks like now. I wonder if she has a tree at the … Continue reading A holiday of wonder.
Minuellas.
I think I’m going to blame the Bible for my feelings today; I’m pretty sure that’s what triggered it. No, not the *actual* Bible, before anyone tries to clutch their … Continue reading Minuellas.
Journeys in the Dark 