For the first time in 18 years, I ironed a shirt for my son, partly to start teaching him how to do it, and mostly because he has a college interview tomorrow. So then, for the first time in eighteen years as well (maybe one or two other times...maybe), I looked at my husband's shirt that … Continue reading Why I Don’t Iron
Wow, at face value, this sounds so true, right? A guy can turn his back on you. He can die. He can cheat on you. He can just be a jerk. Why put your trust in a guy. A career -- a career you can cater toward you. A career allows you to support … Continue reading Careers and Men
Anna Ilona Mussman wrote this post about fear, hard times, and the flighty nature of happiness. Reading it, I could feel what it was like again, being a twenty-something, young marriage, babies coming, career starting--everything possible. Everything ahead. Oh boy, do I remember that. Hard times came. Three miscarriages - four if you count the … Continue reading The Hard Times
(warning: mildly graphic) With everything in me, I knew I was pregnant. My body screamed it to me. I was late, my breasts ached, I was nauseous. Pregnant. The urine test said “no.” The first one I had taken with Chris was negative, too. I’d had an ectopic pregnancy six months ago, so they ordered … Continue reading What I Gave Up for Lent…Every Lent
Somewhere along the line, I started hating the phone. Not sure when. I was constantly on it when I was in junior high and high school. Jeff and I had a 3 year, long-distance relationship where we talked to each other almost every day. But I don't like it now. In fact, I come pretty … Continue reading Was I Supposed to Call You Back?
For my 2015 Reading List, I want to read five Shakepeare plays. I've read Hamlet many times before, but I am getting ready to study it with Chris and Maggie. Shakespeare gets his stories from legends belonging to other cultures. When we studied Hamlet in high school and college, teachers always gave the setting as … Continue reading The Timing of Hamlet
When I was a kid, I was a chronic insomniac. My parents, being merciful (or wanting their own sleep), let me have a TV in my room back before kids having TVs in their rooms was a thing. My already sleepless nights were full of Logan’s Run, Sybil, and the Deerslayer – the shows that … Continue reading When Spring Came Quickly