Running and Mom Guilt
One kid, then a second, and then a third jumped-tumbled off the high bus steps and gang-tackled me. After hugging them back, I walked behind the boys with my daughter, who chattered about her day. “I have something I want …
Tag: mothers and daughters
Helping Break the Code of Silence, One Tiny Brick at a Time
I have written about the Code of Silence as it relates to PSU, and in Tuesday’s guest post, my friend and fellow blogger, Dawn Sticklen, has written about how it has affected her community. What I have not written about …
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Spring Break is a Misnomer
Monday morning. 7 a.m. EST. Sparrows chirp outside my window. It’s too early for damn chirping birds. “Mom, you gotta wake up. Ben and I had a food fight,” Jim urges in his shatter-glass voice. “Huh? What? Why? You what?” …
No Tears Fall
Words rush and flit about like butterflies that would not be caught. Slow down you think too fast. Something hurts but I am the one running now. It’s a dream. I line up at the starting line and a man …