"We had a lockdown drill today." From the back seat, she was relating the events from her school day—more specifically, from the sixth grade—while I drove her home. I often wondered what percentage of the conversations between me and my youngest child, who had, quite literally, grown up in the car, had gone exactly like … Continue reading Triangles
Month: January 2018
Fragile
I was planning to take this on, as they say, "in my next life". But I have realized that this plan, necessitated as it is by the demise of this life—which I am otherwise really enjoying and pretty deeply investing in continuing—is not as foolproof as I would like. Even in a best case scenario, … Continue reading Fragile
Pencil marks
It just never occurred to me to discuss the door jamb. The kids were little, which is to say that they were almost always messy, which was not great, and often sticky-handsy, which was even worse. The first two vertical feet of walls and corners and door jambs of our little house could, to an … Continue reading Pencil marks
On the occasion of his 80th birthday
Last year on this day, at the very beginning of 2017, I linked this blog post to my Facebook page, "outing" myself as a blogger, and as a wannabe writer. I cannot tell you how terrifying this was. My hands shook. My heart raced. I felt like I was going to throw up. It still … Continue reading On the occasion of his 80th birthday
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