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 […]
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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 […]
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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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Dad got home late from the bank. He always got home late from work. That money can’t watch itself. Actually, his excuse usually went something like-I was walking out the door and Jimmy Webb got on the elevator and we got to talking… Dad walked in taking off his tie and unbuttoning the top buttons […]
MoreWhat can I Possibly read after the Dutch House?
Tom Hanks read it to me in my car. It was so lovely of him to do that for me. To sit by my side and read for over twelve hours. And to put his love and feeling into the chapters. And the way he announced each new chapter with a zing in his voice. […]
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