I took exactly three pictures today, which as anyone who is Facebook friends with me knows is the same amount I usually take in one hour. This is one of them. My kids happily playing at a new-to-us park on a glorious summer day. Not pictured is the fact that it was exactly a bajillion … Continue reading A Prayer for Moms Like Me
I was at the park today with my two young kids and husband. A group of junior high-aged girls walked by giggling to each other. They were awkward - all of them, in the way that junior high girls are supposed to be. I know that is unlike many of their peers today who have, … Continue reading Overheard at the Park
There are about to be a lot of "I've got the best mom in the world" posts on Facebook this weekend. I should know, I'll likely post one because my mom is, well, the best mom in the world. And you know what, it's good to give our mamas a shout out. Lord knows they … Continue reading Raise it up, Mama.
Since I was little there's been this thing in our family - this phrase, "Groover cooking." It's what everyone else might call "home cooking." But more specifically, it refers the deliciously salty, often fried, served with iced tea dishes that came out of the kitchens of my grandma and her four sisters (my great aunts) … Continue reading Groover Cooking
I see you. I see you on tiptoe, from snug bedrooms sneaking. I see you cracking doors, sticking heads in and peeking. I see you see yours the way we all see our own. You kiss them, then miss them when you're finally alone. Breathe deep Mamas - another sun sinking. Fight back those tears. … Continue reading I see you, Mama.
You know how when you were little, you "played grown up?" And if you were anything like most girls born in the 80s, that meant pretending you were a twenty-something named Tiffany or Kelly who had a sweet ride (convertible obviously) and wore body suits. If you were also like me and my sister, you … Continue reading Pretending to be Tiffany
Today I drove four hours to spend two hours that felt like two minutes with some of my favorite people on the planet. We were missing half of our brood, but when it comes to face-to-face time with these women, I take what I can get. We usually settle for banter back and forth on … Continue reading Why I Cried Today