Everybody has a Some Day
“Don’t doubt yourself, Mom.” Head tilted over the railing of his top bunk, sandy blond hair flopping on his suntanned forehead (did we remember sunscreen this week???), he said this with a grounded, matter of fact knowing as he looked down at me, curled-up on the lower bunk, tear escaping down my cheek. It was... Continue Reading →
I woke this morning, as I sometimes do, to the feeling of a presence standing near my bedside. As my eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the dark, I saw the faint outline of my son. I asked if he was okay. No. Bad dream. I could tell it had really shaken him. I said,... Continue Reading →
I’m just going to be real with you. The C word is scary. Even with a lower-case c and a maybe, it forces a pause. It puts things in perspective. We spend so much time fretting about the future that we can forget it is not guaranteed. I don’t mean for this to be grim... Continue Reading →