My mom used to sew when I was little. I remember her sewing machine, its color, the smell, the sound. I tried a couple of times and can’t say my efforts were a complete failure, but I much preferred sewing small things by hand: scrunchies (it was, after all, the ’80s), maybe a doll dress […]
I just wanted to leave work. Today was my Friday. I’m taking a vacation day tomorrow to be with my mom for an early Thanksgiving celebration at the senior complex where her parents/my grandparents live. And my Friday wasn’t ending soon enough. I left work later than usual — about an hour past my usual time. When […]
Have you ever kept something that had special meaning, filed it away, then come across it years later? I do this a lot. I’ll keep birthday, Easter and Christmas cards, cards from my parents to my cat so that I can look back on them someday and count on a smile coming across my face […]
As humans, we make lists. A lot of them. We need to get married x-number of years after college or once we’ve been promoted to a certain level, be pregnant by this age, have our first child by that age, buy a house in this decade, retire within that decade. We make lists that outline the places […]
I don’t know what made me think of it this morning, but something made me think of my dad and his gentlemanly ways. I met my mom tonight for dinner and told her about it. He’s never been the type to ogle other women, comment on them — it’s like he doesn’t have eyes for […]
Have you ever stared at someone because they reminded you of someone you’ve lost? It’s as though the person was there, in the flesh, ready and eager to say the things they didn’t have a chance to say before their passing. I was driving home from work the other day and found myself staring at […]
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