Category Archives: The Lot of It Home, sweet, stir-crazy home. As Dorothy said, “There’s no place like home.” Home is ahead of us, behind us, and where we lie our heads down. Home is being able to get up in the middle of the night and find your way to the sink or the bathroom without lights. It’s where muscle memory […]  The holiday season is full of twinkly lights, countdowns until school’s out, and magic. It’s also hard, and overwhelming. I’m not sure about you, but I always freak out a little bit when the month view on my phone’s calendar shows almost as much of the next year as it does the current one. It’s […]  Child Love As a child, love is rocking to sleep after hearing your favorite story one-more-time. You don’t realize it at the time, but love is breakfast of arranged smiley-faced foods that aren’t icky, or touching one another. It’s staying up late to watch fireflies when they’re most abundant. It’s a warm body next to […]  While I don’t remember the year, I remember waking up ecstatic. In my dream, I could hear my son speak. I turned to my husband to say “He can talk!” before realizing the sun hadn’t yet risen, and neither had my son’s voice. His words were so clear, though. Now that he speaks, I wonder […]  My first thought upon seeing my son’s classroom at his new school wasn’t marveling at how far portable classrooms have come, now complete with their own heating and cooling systems. It wasn’t joy at him being close to the playground, or awe over the view of Pikes Peak from right outside his door. Instead, I […]  Random stories and the images they bring come to me often. I’ve written about the now-horrifying book Brave Mr. Buckingham saying “that didn’t hurt!” and how each time Tucker loses a tooth, I think of that line. It’s been years since I set eyes on that story but I picture myself as a young child, […] |
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