The Other D Word
My husband has a theory.
His theory, why we’re fighting, is because I’m a difficult woman. That whatever rage he has is warranted because I’m no walk in the park.
I tell him he has never been married to another woman, so he has
You’ll Laugh at This…
Well, 2025 is off with a bang. You’d think the universe would give it a break, but no, it’s gotta keep pushing…
A lot has happened since that hopeful December 30th newsletter. I managed to survive the twelve days (now seventeen) of closed daycare, RSV, the
Twenty Five Quotes for 2025
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The Christmas Card
I got my first Christmas card last week.
I retrieved it after a rough morning. I was running around the house, trying to get everything for my errand run before loading the girls in the car for their last day of daycare before winter break (12 days). “Can you
Advice for Thank-You Notes
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The Thick of It
I hate that I missed last week’s newsletter. It was Thanksgiving and the girls had two days off. I’m not using it as an excuse, but when I say I lost two days, I don’t mean it figurately.
That’s something I wish
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Submissions
Dear Anxiety, it’s time for you to leave.
Anxiety is defined as being ” a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease about something with an uncertain outcome”. I often felt like anxiety is more like a fake friend who doesn’t let you do and enjoy a lot of things. One day, I decided to write her a story. A story of goodbye. ” […]
I know why Love is Unnecessary
I know the presence of Light outside by its outline formed against the door of my room, a black rectangle, erect lengthwise with Golden border. It feebly reaches out to me, I surmise, its faded shade splattered on my books distinguishing their collective contour arranged against the left of my door to which I never […]
Two Words
Two Words My grandmother’s name is Anna. It’s a derivative of our family’s saint name Antonio. Antonio, Anna, Antonetta, Antoinette; which is my middle name and my legacy to pass on. Anna has dementia. It’s genetic. It is what is slowly taking her, while we watch. It isn’t the fact that death is holding my […]