This question makes me think of the character Jean Valjean in my favorite musical of all time, Les Miserables. Prisoner 24601. That's how he was known for years and years. And I think up until his dying day, it's an identity forced on him that he carried to his grave. We all have identities that are … Continue reading Who Am I?
Month: December 2018
The Day After
Long have I despised the day after Christmas. All the hype, expectation, and anticipation ends even before midnight on Christmas, because soon we understand that the magic of the season is over. This is the attitude about the days following Christmas I grew up with. Often as a family we would take down and put … Continue reading The Day After
The Gift of Enough
Sometimes I do the torturous math and think that if we had had a child soon after we started trying, he/she would be a preschooler. And sometimes I think that maybe we'd have had another one by now, too. I guess I aspired to be a mom with kids close in age, and voluntarily participate … Continue reading The Gift of Enough
“Good with children”
I've always been this way, good with children. If there's such a thing as a maternal instinct, I have it. As much as I'd like to say I always played with Legos and didn't prefer my Cabbage Patch Kids and doll house and play kitchen, I'd be lying if I did. Not that having a … Continue reading “Good with children”
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