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Stronger Than We Think We Are

I have the news on in the background while I’m writing, and Robin Roberts just said, “We’re all a little bit stronger than we think we are.” I know that to be true. I didn’t write for a week, not even in my head (which anyone who writes knows is nearly impossible), but my life didn’t slow down. Life never slows down. It doesn’t matter if you’re sad or sick or tired, the world keeps turning, and your kids keep needing to be watched and dressed and fed and educated and entertained. In short, they still need their mom. They … Read more

They Bless My Heart

Around age 24, I thought I had chosen my path in life. I intended to be single. I was already a professional, and I was in graduate school, pursuing a master’s degree. I knew I’d continue on to earn a Ph.D., and I was already taking steps to make that happen. I was the proud owner of 4 cats, and I treated them like babies. I doted on them, and I liked being a slightly strange cat lady. I wasn’t totally opposed to the idea of marriage, but I made it clear to any man I dated that cohabitation was … Read more

Her Own Drink

Last weekend, we went sightseeing in our city. We had a very long couple of days, packed with more fun than should be allowed. By the end of the second day, we were all ready to collapse. Our last hurrah was dinner at one of Joe and my favorite local restaurants, where the signature drink is called the Mango Bango. The Mango Bango is an impressive beverage. It’s very large and frozen and sweet and so very tasty. I have no idea what it’s made from, aside from a top shelf mango rum mentioned in the menu. It’s a huge … Read more

I’ll Love You Forever

Three years ago this month, I attended a baby shower for one of my girlfriends. Many of the guests decided to jump start Baby Noah’s library, and we gave his mother a huge basket full of books. Honestly, I don’t remember what I contributed. I do remember one unflashy book. It was called Love You Forever, and my friends gushed about it. Out of curiosity, I picked it up. “Don’t read it!” They shrieked, practically in unison. “Not here! Everyone who reads that book cries. You won’t be able to read it without becoming a weepy mess.” Wondering what all … Read more