A note to my 21-year-old self, on what would have been your 26th Anniversary. I can still picture you sitting on blue carpet in your veil and flannel shirt. Sitting in your sister’s old bedroom, leaning against the bed. I remember your doubts that day. I remember how you dried your tears, squared your shoulders … Continue reading The Non-Anniversary.
When Taylor was born and her first Christmas came around I went out and got her a Baby's First Christmas ornament from Hallmark. In fact, I think I got two. And most years afterwards, minus a few years here and there, after the holiday I would take the kids out and let them pick out … Continue reading Letting go.
I remember when Steve and I bought our second house, one of the first things I did was paint the living room from white to a nice soothing green. I loved it. We had nice big Oak trees out front and a nice big windows in the livingroom and it made the room feel like … Continue reading Change sucks.