Category: Nostalgia

Tick Tock

I used to wonder about that phenomenon other people called their biological clock. I can’t say that I ever heard the ticks or the tocks about having a baby; I was one who never thought I’d have kids until one fateful night in an Emergency Room in downtown Chicago, and I was certainly in no […]

The Missing

“I know I’m older now. But sometimes you just want your grandparents back, you know?” So went the conversation at fifth grade parent teacher conference yesterday. Erin’s teacher, who was also Nicholas’ teacher his fifth grade year, lost a grandparent a few weeks ago. I adore this teacher; she treats each of my kids like […]

It Wasn’t Really About the Tea

“Can I taste your tea?” she asked as she pulled away from her after school hug. It’s a novelty, I’m sure, because she’s never seen me with a great big tumbler of anything other than the dark, cloyingly sweet Diet Dr. Pepper that I’ve been drinking like water all these years. It should have been […]

It’s Father’s Day, Futz

It’s been quite some time since I’ve spent an actual Father’s Day with my dad. Not because I wouldn’t like to, but because the miles that separate us have been significant since I moved away from home to go to college, and logistics always trump wishes. What’s worse, though, is that it’s been far too […]

The Moment I Knew: the Making of a Reluctant Mom

You’d think that after 17 years I’d forget the details. After all, I fill my grocery cart with food already in my kitchen and forget which days the kids are supposed to go somewhere other than home. As I get older details seem to fade, but this memory seems like yesterday. In reality, my oldest […]

Stuck in My Two Step

Baby steps. It seems like yesterday my babies were taking theirs. There’s that luscious series of firsts that, honestly, before I became a mama I rolled my eyes at. That’s because before I became a mama, I didn’t get just how precious first steps are. That first smile, first giggle, first roll over, first crawl, […]

The Peanut Butter Finger…Memories of Second Grade

My second grade teacher. I loved her. Second grade was the only year I spent in Catholic elementary school. I’m still not sure why; maybe it’s because it’s the year I made my First Communion. Maybe there was some weird thing with my mom that she sent me there. Don’t know. The rest of my […]

Good Night, Sweetheart

Today I wrote an obituary about my Grandma.  It's the typical obit. Maiden name, names of those who survive and those already gone. The logistics of service times and burial information. The necessary bits of mourning, I guess. There was so much I left out. Like the fact that she is responsible for my insane […]

Cruising Altitude

  Life looks different at cruising altitude. Crammed into my window seat, listening to the business men across the aisle talk trash about brokering yet-unsigned deals and fighting more than I should with a stubborn bag of peanuts, I’m struck by how my perspective of a place can change so dramatically but—at its core—remain the […]

Our First Family 5K–the Jared Coones Pumpkin Run 2012

It doesn’t matter how long it’s been. I still cry. I’m thinking of my cousin, Curtis, who died when we were in the fourth grade. I’ve talked about him before, and losing him to leukemia. It’s amazing to me that the tears can still flow so easily, even after thirty years. But they do. He […]

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I am a freelance writer, ghost author, editor and content strategist. I am a mother to three extraordinarily ordinary kids, the daughter of a genuinely good man, and an aspiring yogi, creative non-fiction and memoir addict, wanna-be world traveler, and work in progress. This is my personal blog.
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