MY RECENT POSTS
- Mothers are Meant for Mending
May 07, 2009 11:30AM - The Mother of all Holidays
May 07, 2009 10:21AM - Mommy Says
April 24, 2009 12:39PM - The Picture of Worn-in and
Gray
April 23, 2009 04:31PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “at my first confession,
I remember waiting in line and
trying
to come up with
som…”
February 12, 2009 10:39AM - “beautiful, effective,
and painful writing. I wept.
As I first
started reading,
I…”
February 12, 2009 09:32AM - “I like this. I wish
there was more here...”
February 11, 2009 04:58PM - “I love your story. the
strong bonds in your family
really
shine through in your
w…”
February 11, 2009 04:02PM - “yes! this is lovely. you
have accurately described the
true
sentiment of
writing,…”
February 11, 2009 02:43PM
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MAY 7, 2009 11:30AM
Mothers are Meant for Mending
Mothers are meant for mending
Broken hearts and holey socks
They usually are greatly gifted
With drying tears and curling locks
Weaving a web of importance
Around tiny dreams and quivering hands
The mere mention of meandering misgivings
Results in precious scoldings and capacious… Read full post »
MAY 7, 2009 10:21AM
The Mother of all Holidays
Mother's Day was notoriously created by a greeting card
company, which shall go unnamed here. Even though we all know damn
well who it is. It's the same company who invented Valentine's Day
and Crocs. Brain-washed us just enough to buy a bit of nonsense,
again and again, year after year.… Read full post »
APRIL 24, 2009 12:39PM
Mommy Says
"You have a mouth like an eighty year-old grandmother." My
husband utterred these words very calmly and matter-of-factly to me
and yet they stung like he had slapped me across the face. "I sound
like what?!?!" A comparison to a truck driver would have been more
expected and more appreciated; I've… Read full post »
APRIL 23, 2009 4:45PM
The Picture of Worn-in and Gray
I renewed my license at the DMV today! Just shy of my 39th birthday. It seemed like I had been there not too long ago, though it had been four years already. Four years? Where does the time go? To work, children, and husband, that's where. I carefully examined my soon-to-expire… Read full post »

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