Take my phone because breaking up is hard to do
A story about stringing along a series of salesmen because I can’t say no, but I can’t say yes either.
Motherhood of the stolen jeans
The fashion lines that have divided us are getting fuzzy. I was almost fooled by the junior clothing sections labeled in big bold letters: Mom Jeans. But that marketing lure is not for me.
Her life, my heart and soles
Even though my daughter owns piles of high heels, fashion boots, and athletic shoes, there’s not a dress flat in the bunch. Momma to the rescue.
Taking trips around the sun with Mom
Mom held my hand for 44 trips around the sun; now I’m an unaccompanied child with shared birthday memories bringing me peace.
The Stairway to Dog Heaven
Today, I went downstairs and when I came back up, sure enough, there was Champ. I knew it’d be the last time I’d see him there.
Weep then sweep: messy rooms make memories
I’ll never look at my kid’s messy room in the same way, not since a meme popped up on my Facebook. I actually teared up.