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Quinn’s Song

Lately, when I tuck Quinn in bed, I sing to him. Sean’s been working all night and the older kids tend to be plugged in or never around (or, sigh, living in Seattle), so there are no critics to be … Continue reading

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Blink While You Breathe

I have just settled into my seat at Starbucks with the plan of a 2.5 hour grading session while Lizzie is at practice. This image of the kids popped up on my screen. I scrolled to a similar one of them … Continue reading

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Nuns, Breast Cancer, and Advice at Nineteen; Surviving the In Between

Lolo had breast cancer. Twice. I was little the first time and it is the only time I remember my mother crying behind a locked bathroom door. My grandmother had a mastectomy and then spent the next two decades wearing … Continue reading

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A Time to Dance, A Time to Mourn

I skipped both birthday letters for my Spring babies. That is a first. Ever. I am either a horrible mother or I am paralyzed, still, with the waiting that comes prior to my eldest child leaving home. It’s like a … Continue reading

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Boy to Man

“Oh the power to be strong And the wisdom to be wise All these things will come to you in time On this journey that you’re making There’ll be answers that you’ll seek And it’s you who’ll climb the mountain … Continue reading

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Painted Black

“She’s growing straight lines Where once were flowers She is streamlined She is taking the shade down From the light” –Suzanne Vega, Straight Lines I have been lying in bed for two hours now, staring at the ceiling and deciding … Continue reading

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Terms of Endearment

“If you’re wondering, am I capableGod knows I amAnd if it’s meant to beI will go alone, God knows I can” -The Avett Brothers, Bring Your Love to Me When I was in sixth grade all of my friends kept … Continue reading

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Feeling My Way Through the Darkness

I started to get a cold last Wednesday night. I know exactly when it started because I was super weepy and tired after I dropped Elizabeth off for an 8pm volleyball practice and knew that I had to kill two … Continue reading

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Landslide

Last night Elizabeth, on her way to babysit Jenny and Mark’s boys, was searching for a blank sketchbook so that she could show them how to play the monster game (something my family made up when I was a kid). … Continue reading

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Are You There, God? It’s Me, Kelly

“I like one hair, tuna fish, the smell of rain and things that are pink. I hate pimples, baked potatoes, when my mother’s mad, and religious holidays.” ― Judy Blume, Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret So here I am, lit … Continue reading

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