Momof4istired
Mama, are you all wrong today? Did you make a mess of the morning? Are you red-faced screaming at the bottom of the stairs? We’re late! For godssake can’t we ever be on time anymore? Zipping coats angrily and tying up laces in fast frustration. I’m so tired. So. Tired. Is your patience gone, at the surface and […]
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It was the wide, open back door that I noticed first. The curtains were billowing out on the deck, in the breeze and our little orange cat was sitting outside, in the sun. “Why is the sliding door open?” I asked my 9 year old son, who was stretched out on the couch, playing video […]
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At some time or another, you will lose hope. Life will get hard, there will be tragedy. A friend will move away, a brother will die. You will hear bad news. You will lose your job. You will be dealt a blow. Around your house, the surface of everything will feel the […]
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How to be a perfect woman First, you must be willing. Willing to hide away the things you know and defer to a man’s concept of the world, or maybe every man’s concept, if you are really ambitious. Next, turn on the television. Go to the movie theater and sit through every film, at every […]
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On our second anniversary, we left the country. And as we drove down I-96, over the Ambassador Bridge, from Detroit into Ontario, we fought all the way. We argued over which way to go, when to leave, the best radio channel for 1990’s grunge hits. We argued over who argued more, who was the difficult […]
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It’s my daughter’s YouTube debut. She’s wearing a plaid bow tie strapped to the collar of her My Chemical Romance t-shirt and her hair is plastered to her forehead, as though she is channeling her inner Paul McCartney (late 60’s Paul, not Paul McCartney with Wings Paul). She turns the camera on with one hand […]
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I heard something strange in the doctor’s voice that made me look up from the “Your Child’s Eyes” brochure that I had been distractedly skimming. “Hmmm?” I murmured softly, half-listening but lifting my head. “What’s that?” “We should dilate his eyes today, just to be safe.” She repeated to me, as she reached up into […]
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“Oh, Jake,’ Brett said, “we could have had such a damned good time together.” Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly pressing Brett against me. “Yes,” I said. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?” —From The Sun Also Rises, by Ernest Hemingway When I was […]
Continue readingAs we settle into the armpit of summer, where it is hot and sweaty and very dark, I am finding it difficult to muster the energy to even pen these words to you. Perhaps it is merely the fact that I must fugitively plunk away at these laptop keys from my hiding spot here, in […]
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Six kids, three cats, one house. I lay awake at night and think, this is a story worth telling. But then again, don’t I think every story is one worth telling? But where do I begin my own? Ah. With what came before. Lay it bare. There are spouses we laid by once and houses that […]
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