I have only one sister. One sibling. She’s three years younger than I am, and I can still remember waiting on the cement steps outside my front door on that July afternoon, watching for my parents to pull into our driveway with my new sister, Melanie. I was only three, and I think its likely … Continue reading Sister #1000wordsofsummer
Love
Hands
Some say Eyes are the window to the soul and I (sort of) believe that But if there were a close second I think it would be the hands I have one son (and not my youngest) who will still reach for my hand any and all times I have it free, outstretched at my … Continue reading Hands
Anna Begins, A Love Story
It’s my college graduation weekend and my parents are joyful, proud – and a bit relieved, I think. And we’re out celebrating with my roommates and their families – fancy dinner and drinks to follow. I’m drinking scotch and water with my dad. Not because I like scotch. At all. But I’m a silly 22-year-old, … Continue reading Anna Begins, A Love Story
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