The Quiet
My washing machine is loud. I think, maybe, she’s grown louder over the years as she turns and chugs and does her thankless job. Perhaps she’s complaining a bit about the endless work of cleaning stains, of rinsing detergent. I’ve gotten louder, too, as I’ve aged. I huff and puff when I walk, my ankles […]
Every Day Is Mothers Day
I woke up this morning with a sore throat and a stuffy nose. Lucy was whining and licking my hand, wanting to be let outside. Once there, she snapped at carpenter bees until she wore herself out and cried to come back in. So began Mothers Day. I called my beautiful Mom, wished her a […]
Coffee with a Toddler
I got to have coffee with a toddler this morning. Well, I had coffee and she, a juice box. My fabulous new friend, Michelle and I talked for two hours while her daughter calmly went about the business of coloring and nibbling on a blueberry muffin. “Does the time really go that quickly?” Michelle asked. […]
A Change of Seasons
Autumn has long been my favorite season. Trips to the pumpkin patch have always held a certain charm for me. And although my husband mocks me mercilessly, I still get excited when it’s time to pick out chunky sweaters and thick, hand-knit scarves for the trip. When the kids were little, it was a pilgrimage. […]
Remembering Peter Cottontail
Easter was very different for us this year. It was our first major holiday by ourselves, the six of us, away from our extended family. It was the year Mary Claire admitted to me that she hasn’t believed in the Easter Bunny for more than a couple years. It was the year Sam played 18 […]