In With the New
I didn’t send Christmas cards this year. I haven’t sent them in a few years. We took family pictures when we first arrived in Mississippi, and I still have 200 of them sitting in a fat photo envelope. We were all nearly three years younger then. The kids were shorter, my hair was longer and […]
Bittersweet Sixteen
Sixteen short years ago, he made me a mother. Now he has a driver’s license. And an adorable girlfriend. And a wicked sense of humor. And a killer smile. The world is his for the taking. Hug your babies, Mamas. And don’t blink. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYrXMZFOtOQ&utm_source=trigger&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=you_tube_ready]
Transition
When I was little, I used to get “The Feeling.” (No, not THAT feeling, Dirty Minds — that one came later.) I was probably around George’s age when I would occasionally look around and think, “I’m not supposed to be here.” It wasn’t just an out-of-sorts kind of feeling — it was an all-out I’m-living-an-altered-existence-and-these-aren’t-my-people […]