Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh!” he whispered. “Yes, Piglet?” “Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.” From The House at Pooh Corner She pushes herself up onto my lap. I kiss the top of her head and ask her what she’s doing. “Nothing. Just…
When I wake up each morning, the first thing I see as my eyes start to clear is a giant calendar. It represents the first 18 years of my son’s life, and more days are crossed off than not. I rub my eyes and try to focus and remember that the calendar is not really…
Every Friday night during my childhood, my family ordered pizza and rented a few movies from the local video store. A few of us piled onto the couch and recliners while everyone else made beds on the floor of the living room. After pizza, popcorn was always served. Sometimes we’d watch a new release, but…
She comes to me in the middle of the night, crying. I pull her small body into my bed next to me. “What’s wrong?” I ask, pushing hair from her eyes. “I’m scared of the dark,” she whimpers, her body settling into mine. “Me too. Remember when I screamed when I was…
They had to have been crazy. That was the only logical reason why those nice nurses told me I was ready to go home with my newborn baby. Sure, I had been preparing for him during the nine months he had grown inside my womb. I had taken classes and read all the books. But…
My little girl comes to me in the middle of the night. Crying, she asks me how to stop worrying. She’s struggled with anxiety for years now, even though she’s still young. I wish I could offer her five easy steps that would rid of her all of her troubles, forever. I wish I knew…
Last week as I visited France with my husband on an anniversary trip, I couldn’t help but think of my friends, the March sisters. When we arrived on the southern coast, I thought of Amy rebuking Laurie in Nice and her determination to see that she got her castle in the air by marrying the…
Everyone tells you that children grow up too fast. It seems like yesterday that my four children were all little, and our house was full of squeaky toddler voices and baby coos. This past week was full of milestones where I watched my oldest child growing up before my eyes. He still has the same…
Last year when we registered as a family for a 5K, my children didn’t understand that I was not doing it with the goal of winning the race, but I understood their disapproval of my unimpressive goals of “Run without walking, and “To not come in last place.” My husband and I always tell the…
