I reached out my arms tonight to pick my up sleeping son. Instead of waking him to walk, I’d just carry him to bed. Like countless times before. His face, wearing the same expression he would make as a sleeping toddler, crinkled in misery, eyebrows knotted. He stretched and tried
Certain moments in childhood stick out vividly and center around visceral emotions interwoven with our connection to someone. And I hold numerous memories of when my father, a fence man by trade, would appear in the door holding his hand. Then, stumbling to the sink, a splattered of red dots
My “little” boy’s carefree childhood days are numbered. I feel it. He talks now of science and PEMDAS and a burgeoning love of algebra. He wants to be an engineer. And “the best basketball player ever.” He’s been in his first playground fight. And, embarrassed, told me that he hears
She giggles and calls herself “Mama’s Backpack”, happy to hop on and tag along wherever I go. She never complains. Seldom cries. I can count on two hands the number of meltdowns she’s ever had. She’s obedient to the point that it’s humorous. And a tad frightening. Perhaps the universe
There’s a certain pair of my high heels that Maggie keeps stealing. The four inch ones. Dark brown. Peep toe. With silver studs. I often catch her clunking around the house with them on. It always annoys me. And I snap at her. I tell her to stop. To leave
Did you know that the full moon in April has an ancient name in Native American culture? It’s called the “Pink Moon”. Last month was the “Worm Moon”. Next month is the “Flower Moon.” I didn’t know this. It’s 4:25 am. I’m outside. Staring into space. Smushed in between my
We took all four kids, ages eight, six, four and two to the viewing last night. We were all close to Aunt Leola and the kids adored her. My boys both did well. Happy go lucky Caleb at age four does not grasp things yet. He doesn’t pose deep life
The sky was ink. The king-sized quilt Kevin and I purchased on our honeymoon in Pigeon Forge ten years ago, the one with the country forest theme and laughing grizzly bear, separated the children and I from the white beach sand beneath. It’s ripped now. Time has taken a toll
Four siblings arrive at a swim meet with their tired parents. Mom questions their busy life and if it’s worth the hassle.
