Category Archives: FTSF “Oh, so…you’re talking about one of your blog friends then?” Blog, drawn out to sound more like “blaaagh.” “Well, yeah, but I know her really well,” I said. “We’re for-real friends.” I refrain from saying that we’ve been through a lot together because we’ve never been through anything together in person, and I don’t want […]  I ask myself for forgiveness for the night that I wanted to give my life to somebody else. I talk to stars and to God and to innermost me. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know,” I say. *** On the night I sat on my bathroom floor hoping to gift a dying mother with my […]  “If I only had more time,” I say to my keyboard. The clock whispers “You do have more time.” I look at it, see the big hand and the little hand. They read 3:36, and have for more than a year. I haven’t replaced the batteries. “It’s you that has no time,” I said. “I […]  I sat at our kitchen table, helping my first-grader prepare for tomorrow’s spelling test. “Come on, Buddy, just a few more words,” I said as he put on a voice-changing mask. “It might help me be smarter,” he said. I opened my arms, gave him a hug, and considered letting him skip school tomorrow. I […]  This morning, I looked into the mirror, sighed, and wondered why my recent haircut hasn’t held its shape for as long as the last one did. I traded shorts for yoga pants, brushed my teeth and applied lotion hoping that it’d plump up the papery skin beneath my eyes. My son was downstairs eating breakfast. […]  “Mommy, I need you.” I walk to the couch, lean down, place my hand on his cheek, and kiss my son’s head. His hair smells like the playground – dirt and mulch and little-boy sweat that isn’t yet drenched in testosterone. Stinky, but in an innocent way. A little-boy way. “What’s up, baby?” I said. […] |
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