Tag Archives: nostalgia

Twenty.

Dear Luke, It is the eve of your birth, twenty years later. Twenty. In four more hours your teenage years will be completely gone. Dust. Did I ever tell you that when I was in fourth grade, we performed The … Continue reading

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Over the River and Through the Woods

Recently, I was contacted by┬áPatience Brewster to see if perhaps I might want to chime in the holiday season by writing about my favorite holiday memory. I am seriously one of those people that flips back and forth between the … Continue reading

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Fourteen Years and I Love You

  Aw, Lizzie Girl. Happy Birthday, my blue eyed girl. It is one in the morning and the house is just settling down. I wonder how you will remember your early teenage years and the energy of this house. I … Continue reading

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I See Your Florida and I Raise you a Game of Nerf Catch

It’s the hump day of my spring break, which is really turning out to not be a break (got the freelance job) and I am sitting at my filthy dining room table with Lizzie’s Lush face mask on my nose, … 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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Erring on the Side of Hope

I am trying to remind myself that back in the day, when I was a kid, going on a road trip, my parents were forced to search for hotels in a flimsy AAA travel magazine. I recall scrolling for at … Continue reading

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