I was four. Maybe five? Small enough I fit on my Great Aunt Dorothy’s lap like a bluebird in her nest.
I dragged his bag behind me. The noise from the wheels rolling through the stray rocks in the parking lot grinding like gentle background music. I dipped my head as I pulled open the high school door, pulling my hat down over my eyes. If I was a good mom I wouldn’t be bringing him […]
I remember my first steps into the halls of my high school — I was hesitant, unsure. I remember scanning the sea of people looking for a friendly face and not finding one. I remember what I wore when I took the ACT (I also remember not knowing–at all–what the ACT actually was). I remember […]
I was a good-enough student in high school–I had a 3.0 something. If I knew exactly what it was I would share — but I really only know it was over a 3.0 because I was a card holding member of the 3.0 Club and was given a free small french fry at Wendy’s for […]
This photo is one of my favorites of E and I ever. We were sitting under a water fall in Jamaica, laughing. I mean absolutely belly laughing … cold, mountain stream water running down our faces. My kids were right there, watching our joy. They saw it. They felt it. And the truth is, our […]
I may have met you already, perhaps not. You are the one who will whisk him away, create a life with him, a family a home. You are the one that will find his lost wallet, hear his frustrations at the end of the day and his excitement in the morning. You will be the […]