“Mom, what’s wrong with the bunny”….
One of my favorite stories from my crazy childhood. By the time my youngest sister joined our family life was already in full swing. As if five children was not enough madness my parents bought us bunnies one Easter, which us three older girls were delighted to baby.
So when my very active- like bounce off the walls active- brother “accidentally” killed my sister’s bunny while she was at school…. Continue reading
Sometimes when I don’t know how to express all that I am feeling I write letters, letters that are never sent and often never seen by the person I address them to.
These letters give my heart space to work things out-to have a voice. It is with caution that I write this next letter because I know how deeply my heart has been touched by this woman…. Ana. Continue reading
Oh dear friend, it breaks my heart to see you going through this. Not just because I love you so, but because I have been where you are headed and your fears are so familiar to me.
So, when you talk about what will happen to your children and the impact this may have on them, when your home is separated, when mom and dad no longer live together, I cannot help but cry. For I wept over my children… I still do at times. Continue reading
I love letters. I love to write to others. I love to write to myself. I know, sound odd, but I do. I seem to hear more clearly when I read letters.
So here is my first.
A Letter to one who is grieving separation or divorce
Dear friend, Continue reading
I’ve had an interesting week. John’s sisters flew into town and we all had dinner last weekend. We laughed. I laughed.
Then, the following day there was a loss in his family. Sudden. Unexpected…. and those tears of laughter quickly turned to tears of sorrow.
So much life. So much intensity…. Continue reading
We had a squabble the other day. Me and the little one. Continue reading
It’ s been interesting going back to school at the age of 40. Even though it is a graduate program, I assumed that I would just keep to myself because most of these kids would be straight out of college and want very little to do with someone that had a decade, if not two, on them.
Boy, was I wrong. Dead wrong. Continue reading