An Open Letter
I think the happiest moments of my life were when I held you in my womb. I felt magical and special. Things were tight. We didn’t even have our own space, our own home. Those external worries couldn’t touch me. I would lay with my hand caressing your temporary home and feel a deep peace.…Read More
Shopping for a Home
So now I have to find a house. I’ve been living with and caring for my mother for four years and each year they increase the rent. In January, a letter will arrive announcing the increase in rent and asking us to decide if we want to sign a newRead More
It occurred to me today as I waited for my son’s gymnastics lesson to finish, standing inconsequential among many other parents of various sizes and ages, how many people I’ve never met and may never really know. These people and I share a few moments of time, our paths momentarily cross, inRead More
Can you count to infinity?
There was this kid in high school, I will never forget. At this point in my life, I am ashamed to admit, high school is a blur. I can literally count on my one hand kids that I will never forget, for one reason or another. Quite pitiful, isn’t it?Read More