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Remember your first child? You know, the one who fell asleep in the shopping cart at Target during the Christmas rush? The one who jumped in bed before you got to “two?” The one who kissed you without your having to pretend cry? The one whose bibs went unstained under the threat of mashed yams? [...]
I’m distracted by this. Without giving creepy Internet weirdos my exact address, let’s just say it was nearby. Grief veils the village faces– rescue workers, neighbors, parsonage, mothers– all are affected. My friends and I mope around with sore lips from repeatedly kissing the warm cheeks of our babies. Some things just won’t fit in [...]
It bobs around on our neighbor’s lawn with a gigantic axe and frightens my innocent children (and the dog). Behind it is an array of severed heads hanging from tree limbs and impaled on wooden posts, all draped in faux spider webs. It is irritatingly festive if you are a psychopathic serial killer. Which I [...]
Since I have been writing for 36 straight hours on the new Cross Timbers Women’s blog I needed a refreshingly masculine post title. So, thanks to my neighbor and only male blog pal, Todd Mead, I sort of plagiarized his. (Todd, I hope this shameless link to your site will indicate my gratitude.) I referenced [...]
I know it looks like I have abandoned my blog since I have not written anything in a week, but I can assure you that my heart is here if not my time. My life is looping around me, swirling and turning, and I feel like I can only catch my breath in brief moments [...]
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