This is the same story as told in: “It’s Been Five Days Since You Left, But We’re Still Here and You’re Not and It Is So Quiet.” But, I sought help from Kevin McGeehan and this is how it evolved. I just wanted to put it out into the world beyond the one storytelling event…
No Promises
I have time to write at the moment. I read through previous blog posts so I don’t repeat myself – too much. I came across this piece and thought it might be worth re-visiting. It is now edited a little and it comes with a question: Is there anyone else who, despite the terror of…
5 A’s and a C
5 A’s and a C. Her grades for the final semester of her freshman year in college. 6 classes. All of them academic with deep, theoretical, thought provoking concepts. Well except for 1 unit of modern dance. For which she ran in circles and rolled on the floor to achieve her A. Actually, I guess…
First Semester and All is Well That Ends Well
We’re getting the college student back from her first semester abroad in the wilds of Tucson, AZ. She got some good grades, bought some life experiences, joyfully declared her major and is ecstatically confident about the choice to be a Rehabilitation major working directly with students who have special needs beginning in January. She has…
Wanna Have Lunch?
Food for the comfort of the mother’s soul. Just a little follow up to my previous post. Broke down and called the-daughter-who-has-now-had-five-days-of-college-life. “Are you coming home for the weekend?” “I don’t think so.” “Wanna have lunch then? I’ll come there?” “Sure!” And off we drove – the parents, the little sister, the grandma. It’s only…
It’s Been Five Days Since You Left for College and We’re Still Here, But You’re Not and It Is So Quiet
Follow my blog with Bloglovin Soooo…my 18-year-old daughter moved out last Thursday…The daughter who graduated with high honors and was voted “Best Personality” of her senior class. The first child. The test kid. The experiment in parenting. The first heart to leave the house for longer than just a week away in L.A. You know…
To Talia on Her 17th Birthday
While on vacation in California this July, I received a text from the youngest daughter, Talia, announcing that a dog had been rescued and was living with the two teenage daughters currently at home alone. In this text from the youngest daughter was a long list of why said dog should stay. Mainly, she stressed…
This Last Year
It’s 12:15 pm on a Wednesday and she’s asleep on the couch. Again. After two hours of this unconscious state, she will send 42 texts about, well, hard to say. With great difficulty she will then tear herself off of the couch, rearrange her tangled hair and within a split second be “ready” for work. She will drive…
I Didn’t Notice
I didn’t notice how you loved me yesterday. I prayed that you would show me, that I would see one significant sign that you are still close and that you still love me. But, I just ran errands and worked. I went shopping and bought chicken and green beans and cookies for dinner. I went…
The Down Side of Raising Kids You Like
Everything was all well and good until I was taking down the Christmas decorations yesterday. I have been in a blissful, protective state of denial. Denial, which gets an undeserved bad rap, allows us to move ahead in the face of certain pain or imminent failure and go confidently in the direction of our dreams….