I ran away from home over a dress. On a cold day in February my mother and I sat in the parking lot of my high school. “It’s just a dress!” I screamed at her. She didn’t think it was appropriate for my boyfriend, who she hated, to buy it for me. Too intimate aContinue reading “The Shapes Of Our Wounds”
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Joy
Last night, my little one peed her bed, just as I was about to fall asleep. After cleaning her up, dressing her, and stripping her sheets, I was suddenly facing a whole night of her curled up against me in my bed, fighting me for my own pillow. Every dream, or discomfort of hers meaningContinue reading “Joy”
A meditation on siblings
If you have a brother. If you have a sister. Don’t you feel lucky? Don’t you look at only children and think, gee, that looks lonely. I’m glad I’m not you… I have no idea what it’s like to be an only child… to have all your parents’ attention on you, all of the time.Continue reading “A meditation on siblings”
A Mother Revived
My mom wasn’t around to help when my third child (now a toddler) was born. My mom’s an old woman now. When I gave birth to my first, I was in my late 20s. My mom was there waiting for the baby to be born. I didn’t know how to run a household yet, atContinue reading “A Mother Revived”
