On our flight to Florida, I sat next to a pregnant woman. She was nice. She had a two-year old child, and we ended up chatting about our kids and how to travel with them. She also talked about her pregnancy experience and ... I was really resentful. (Only internally, of course. I'm sure she didn't… Continue reading Not This Again
Category: Grief
Come Back Okay
I did something about a year ago, and I didn't talk about it much at the time. I had my reasons for keeping mum, but given a few conversations I've had lately, I decided to talk about it now. Last year, at the end of the summer, I was a mess. My temper was on a hair trigger, I had… Continue reading Come Back Okay
Promise
It is one year ago today that my mother died. I expected this to be a difficult spring, and it has been, though not always in the ways I anticipated. Grief is sneaky, and personal, and cares very little about whether it's a good time to show up or not. Quite rude, really. I went… Continue reading Promise
Resting at Home
Elias asked me to draw a rabbit this morning. I gave it a shot, and he said, "Ugh! That doesn't look like a rabbit!" Which it really didn't. Drawing is not my best thing. It reminded me sharply, though, of a story my mom told about my Aunt Roberta. Mom said something or other about not… Continue reading Resting at Home
Insecurities
We had a little drama this morning. Elias participated in the Nursery Rhyme Olympics at preschool this morning, so my work day was going to be all messed up. In an effort to stay ahead of things, I got up earlier than usual this morning and locked myself in my office before the boys got… Continue reading Insecurities