We moved this week. My mom came. Of course my mom came. She lives another state away, but come a need and she is there, right by my side. Today I began to think of all the times she has rushed to my aid since I first packed up my car and headed across the… Continue reading First Flight Out
My daughter stood on the scale and loudly proclaimed, “I weigh 20 dollars!” “Wow, 20 dollars!” I exclaimed back. “Yes, I am a big girl!” she beamed, and with this, strutted off to tackle her next adventure in toddlerhood. At what point does the scale change from proclaiming “dollar signs” to actual ugly pounds? When do… Continue reading Dollars and Pounds
She was our waitress, the kindest waitress you will ever meet. She interacted with my little guy for a while and then turned to me, “My son is eight. . . He is still living in the Philipines with my parents.” I realized in that moment the utter triviality of my “First World Problems.” We spoke… Continue reading My First World Problems
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