My childhood was filled with family and love. I felt safe, supported, and welcomed. But, over the last 16 years, I’ve been slowly losing all of them. Half have died: my Grampa, brother, mom, Gramma. Half didn’t care as much about keeping in touch as I did. They wouldn’t return Read More
Key Lime, I’ve decided to call you Key Lime for now. I figure it is better than JG, the acronym my mom called me when I was still in her tummy. The story says that my dad didn’t want to believe she was pregnant and said that I was Just Read More
On Wednesday my class, along with the entire Pre-k / Kindergarten team, went to a nearby theatre to see The Snail and The Whale, a play based on the book by the same name by Julia Donaldson. The book is about a snail that, unlike all of his peers, has Read More
Dear Momma, 10 years is a long time. I feel like there should be a better, more poetic way to start this, but that’s the only thing that really feels right. Finding fault isn’t the best action and I’ve stayed away from it for a while, but sometimes I wonder Read More
Bear went to Heaven to live with his Grandma today. I held him in my arms while he went, telling him over and over how much I love him. He’s been my baby for half of my life.
I had a dream last night that I was in a parking lot. It was night time and raining. My mom was in another car, pulled to the side of the road (not in a parking spot like me). Bear was running around in the rain playing. As he started Read More
Today at work an older man started ranting about his elderly mother (apparently his purchase was for her). He told me how much of a devil she was in her old age. He told me how he wished she’d just die. At my silence he stated “you’ll understand one day.” Read More