two children watching each other

Growing Old

two children watching each other

She spends 9 years as a Mother but then

My almost three year old is lying in my arms. She’s my very last baby and I feel her aging acutely. We are on the master bed watching Sesame Street. She’s singing along with Elmo.  And clapping.  “What’s the letter of the day?” *clap clap* And she’s completely naked.  Her fine

Aging hands, Aging Souls

The slow aging of our children makes us acutely aware of our own progression of life. Our own mortality.  The slow aging of our very last child creeps the nail ever more definitively towards our coffin.  They learn to crawl, our bodies spread.  They learn to walk, our legs begin to

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