Science and Anorexia
I read this article last night and cried – bawled my eyes out. I am dying for everyone to know what I read. I need everyone to believe that Addy’s anorexia and the anorexia that becomes a monster in the brain of people with anorexia is real and biological. Anorexia is not cultural. Culture and […]
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Our Daddy Saves People
This piece is from a writing class assignment. I wrote it in 2017- looking back on the winter of 2008. Sundays were spent on the Redneck Riviera. Kids yelling over the motor, the dogs would jump in as we left the dock for the sandbar. It could be tricky to get out- low tide for […]
MoreThe Sock
The Sock– reworked in January 2023 I hung over the edge bent in the middle with my guts smashed and my feet dangling, as I fished a sock out of the bottom of the washer. I stretched, aggravated that my shortness was not compensated for when doing this eternal chore. Six kids can make laundry […]
MorePithy Resolution Post
I don’t make resolutions because I am fifty. The absurdity and function of being fifty is that I know myself. What is the point of growing old if you can’t get comfortable with yourself? I am not saying that I am incapable of change or finished. Heck I could live another few decades and I […]
MoreComparison is the Thief of Joy
I sat talking to a colleague and I mentioned one of my quotes that I use to keep myself in right mind- a state of grace instead of chaos or a state of grace even in the midst of chaos. “Comparison is the Thief of Joy.” He is a PE teacher and I am the […]
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Babies to Adults
Pulling into my condo complex, I noticed a teenager who had probably just gotten off his bus and was heading home. I waved before I could catch myself and remember that Mim or Dolly would have unequivocally scolded my wave. “Mom, leave him alone.” He waved back and casually smiled. And I felt rewarded for […]
MoreThings I have thought in a weekend-
I am reading Anna Quindlen and on the back where fellow authors praise her work, I see a quote that says she is America’s resident sane person. I think to myself how lovely. I want to be that. Nope. I’m more America’s resident crazy person. (I know I shouldn’t use the word “crazy.” I haven’t […]
MoreBack to School
I email slides to Mim’s teachers at the beginning of the school year. Her middle school is pretty big and staff changes. I want people to know Mim and understand her. Sometimes I get nervous that this is over the top and I will be seen as a helicopter parent. But every year, I have […]
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