• #BeReal,  Blog,  Life

    Heartaches By The Dozen

      The thought occurred to me this morning that I don’t have much time left with my kids. I watched Son #3 get on his bus this morning and a small pang went through my heart. How many more times do I get to watch him wave to me as his bus goes by? My two elder boys were done waving to mom the moment they entered Kindergarten, but not my Zombie Hunter. He has waved to me every day he’s gone to school since he first began attending it. Even when I drive him there and drop him off. And he won’t go in the school building until he’s…

  • Blog,  Parenting

    Coming of Age

    His clothes were laid neatly in the back of the SUV, along with two large packages of toilet paper, several boxes of macaroni and cheese, the pillows from his bed, and several large plastic bins containing as much of his life as he dared to take with him. The rest he left in his room at home. He was beginning a new life with bits and pieces from the old. He’d been waiting for this moment for an eternity, but it’d help if he could push forever off just one more day. Balancing precariously on the line between the past and the future, he takes a deep breath and crosses…