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Quarantined at Twenty

Posted on May 17, 2020 by kellyinrepeat

I woke up this morning, ate a bowl full of berries and honey, drank coffee, and watched the birds. You were upstairs, showering, after crying, ‘ I don’t want to get old!” I made the potato salad for our “social … Continue reading →

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My Third Time Charm, a Birthday Letter

Posted on July 22, 2018 by kellyinrepeat

I love your summer birthday, nestled into the pulse of the loveliest three months. I love that you always want the same exact birthday meal (bombers, banana cream pie, and plain old vanilla ice cream cake). Predictable, exact, wonderful, you. … Continue reading →

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Happy Sixteen, 3 Down

Posted on July 21, 2017 by kellyinrepeat

It’s your birthday eve. It’s storming out. It is supposed to storm through the night and all day tomorrow, so it must be your birthday. Never fails, the Gods throw you a party every year. At least you know that … Continue reading →

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Twenty.

Posted on April 26, 2016 by kellyinrepeat

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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Suck it UP

Posted on February 1, 2016 by kellyinrepeat

Lizzie’s commitment to volleyball has started to rub off on me in unexpected ways (I watched Aaron Rodgers make two hail mary passes and even though I had to Google “hail mary pass” I can now say I have officially watched … Continue reading →

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Quinn’s Song

Posted on January 20, 2016 by kellyinrepeat

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

Posted on January 15, 2016 by kellyinrepeat

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

Posted on July 29, 2015 by kellyinrepeat

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

Posted on May 23, 2015 by kellyinrepeat

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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Both Sides of Perfection

Posted on June 9, 2014 by kellyinrepeat

I’m not so sure the universe is as mysterious as it is playful. It is Sunday night and finally, after hitting the ground running with Lizzie’s eighth grade graduation and then mazing through two days of tournaments and two graduation … Continue reading →

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