Written the morning of my son’s fifth birthday. Last night – the last night you were four, and I didn’t fall asleep till after midnight …
I meant to write this letter. When you turned one. And again when you turned two. three. four. This weekend you’ll be turning five. And …
There’s a certain ache spreading over social media these days. For several years, there’s been “Mommy Wars” chatter and the “Mom Enough?” question hanging like …
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He spends time liberally, costly hours like pennies not knowing how the clock goes round, somehow grasps time isn’t something he can seize or pause, or stop entirely. No, …