The Last Bite of Ice Cream

Watching your child grow up is like opening a perfectly selected gift and eating the last bite of ice cream. It’s a delightful privilege and a blessing. And it’s wrought with grief. Seven. So much bigger than six. Six is first grade. Just out of kindergarten, still little enough to run up and hug and…

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Launching Gives Me A Headache

It’s 12:27am and I have a wicked headache. Earlier tonight, around 7:30 actually, I called my mom almost in tears because I just. needed. help. I was completely overwhelmed. Dishes were piled up, there were messes everywhere, I smelled awful, and I had no clean clothes. Oh, and did I mention I have a 4…

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