Something shifted over the past few weeks. The world started waking up from it’s unexpected midwinter’s nap. Slowly stretching, pressing snooze, stretching some more. With trepidation we started to reengage. We have slowly started living after our unimaginable, unprecedented, forced break from life. It is safe to say we are all a little shaken. We are not the same.
I want to write a children’s book where the main characters have albinism and other special needs. I’m going to enroll in a Parent Advocacy class with The Federation of Children with Special Needs. I will become a certified Parent Advocate.
When we were young there was no internet.
This change alone has redefined everything.
At some point in May, I kept the boys home from school. Just because I wanted to spend the day with them. The alarm went off at 5:15 as per my new norm. I quickly reached over and turned it right off. My warm, cozy, sleeping boys were the bookends holding me in bed. I feltContinue reading “Come On Down!!!”
I want to remember their little raspy voices and the way they mispronounce words “awdonge” “renember” I want to remember cheek hugs and the soft melding of our faces while dancing around to “The Ants are Marching”, the love we share reaching down to the deepest part of my soul during these dances around ourContinue reading “I Want To Remember….”
I’ve been in the process of a nasty break-up with my old self. I have spent most of my life existing somewhere between sad and angry. Don’t get me wrong, I have been happy too. But my disposition has always been more of a “resting bitch face” if you know what I mean. Like IContinue reading “It’s Not You. Really! It’s Me…”
April 15, 2015 My Dear Sweet JoJo (or Joseph as you prefer these days), Our days are swirling by in a whirlwind of chuggington, chicken nuggets, playdates with Cub Cadets, and afternoons of Uno and Candyland. I find myself longing to spend every possible moment with you and your brother. You started coming into ourContinue reading “Lucky Duck”