Tag: letting go
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To love a child
If you could relive a single day what would it be? Today, a week after my son’s wedding, I’d chose a magnificently ordinary day: He would be 5 or 6, young enough to still call me Mama. Old enough to ride bikes to the Library. Past Jefferson School. Past the Brunner’s house. To the downtown…
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I blinked
Wasn’t it yesterday that we forgot the chicken in the microwave? That day when the nurse called to tell me that my strep test came back negative, but my pregnancy test came back positive, and in our delirious excitement we neglected the chicken thawing in the microwave for dinner, forgot about it until breakfast, and…
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Half Used Notebooks
Crossing off items on the back to school supply list can provide a strange thrill. It feels delightfully proactive. Three boxes of two ply? Check! I know what’s expected of me. I can deliver. Except when it comes to notebooks. I struggle with notebooks. Every year. There they sit in the store, fresh and gleaming…
Rachel Allord 