The parts of mewho used to give a shitabout what we are “supposed” to doare hiding out backsmoking a jointWhile the partwho wants to danceis doing cartwheelsin the front yardafter spending the morningdrinking mimosason a rocky beachflirting with a sunburnAnd for a momentall the partsare at peace
Month: August 2025
Lunch #1000wordsofsummer
When we moved from our small town in Wisconsin to urban Toronto, it came with many changes. One was a significant career shift for my husband, Tim. In Wisconsin, Tim had been a practicing attorney. And while he loved the mental wrestling with a complex legal challenge, his ADHD made efficiency exceptionally difficult. Much of … Continue reading Lunch #1000wordsofsummer
Party #1000wordsofsummer
My dad was the eldest of 5, and the only one to move (slightly) away. The rest of his siblings all lived within roughly 15 miles of each other and I had loads of cousins. When I was growing up, these cousins would all have massive family birthday parties. One of my favourites was when … Continue reading Party #1000wordsofsummer
Divorce #1000wordsofsummer
The first people I knew who got divorced were my uncle Randy and aunt Cathy. Apparently she had fallen in love with someone she worked with and decided to leave my uncle. Their marriage had been challenging, as he was an alcoholic, but he’d gotten sober and was absolutely head-over-heels for their little girl. When … Continue reading Divorce #1000wordsofsummer
Perfume #1000wordsofsummer
My mom hated perfume. She said it gave her a headache. But really, I think it was the combination of ALL the perfumes mixing and swirling around the car following a shopping trip that was truly the culprit. You see, my grandma – she loved perfume. As a kid, I spent many Saturdays hunting for … Continue reading Perfume #1000wordsofsummer
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