If I could start over, I would have had that 2nd cup of coffee at 2 p.m. when I went to pick up the dog from puppy daycare. If I could be guaranteed a caffeine boost at 4 p.m. when the kids came home then maybe, just maybe, I'd have the energy to make dinner.… Continue reading Crisis in Identity- Guilt
The Move
*This is fiction. I never thought I'd leave. I was so attached to that house, that city, those streets. It was our dream; it was our acre of land to raise our two kids. But Bob was gone before we'd been there 2 years. So much time ahead of me, so few months of us… Continue reading The Move
Dirt and Hair
"Dig deeper." "I want to know more." "Tell me more about that." "Dig deeper." I try to dig but then I get tired and pull myself back out- haven't I dug enough? Aren't the pages and pages of dirt good enough? I can do better, my insides challenge. Keep digging. My coworker used to say… Continue reading Dirt and Hair
Helena Handbasket
I've decided I'm not meant to know what the date is for any given day in December. Charlotte had a birthday party last weekend for one of her besties. The invitation has been front and center on our fridge since October/ early November. I bundled the kids up on Saturday, packed some snacks for the… Continue reading Helena Handbasket
German Food and Dog Couches
"Do you speak English?" my dad asked the waiter, a young brown-haired German with a short, pocketed, black apron tied around his hips. He held a writing pad in one hand and a pencil in the other. He shook his head as he looked around the table full of apparent Americans. "I got it, dad,"… Continue reading German Food and Dog Couches
Home isn’t a house
Ask a military kid where they're "from" and they'll tell you where they were born. Even now, in my thirties I can't really say I'm "from" Buffalo, although I think of it that way. I'll say I graduated high school in Buffalo, which is as close as I'll get. My parents moved away from Buffalo… Continue reading Home isn’t a house
Blessed
Hey there guys, gals, and everything in between. It’s been a while! With everything going on I’ve once again forgotten about my own needs, and without prompting took the last two days “off” between the hours of 8:30 and 4 when the kids were in school. Is it a personal day when I don’t have… Continue reading Blessed
Based on “Warning” by Jenny Joseph
How do I feel closer to 40 than I felt last year, how does a year make such a difference? When did I get old? I am forever older than Bob, my husband that was born months before me. I am still on the younger side of my friends. Mom turns 60 (spoilers, sorry mom)… Continue reading Based on “Warning” by Jenny Joseph
Welcome back (and to) school
Does anyone else wonder where August went? I feel like I blinked and it was over. What a weird summer. We went into a friend's pool once. I had the kiddie pools in the backyard. I actually sort of tanned this year. My skin is like a piece of ombre art, tanned and freckly on… Continue reading Welcome back (and to) school
The eclipse and the house
Four years ago a solar eclipse over the U.S. dominated the news. Debates sprang up about the UV dark glasses being sold, and whether people could just use their own sunglasses. It would happen in the middle of the day, near the end of August, when most children were still not in school and could… Continue reading The eclipse and the house
Solo Mom of Tiny & Loud Dragons 