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What I Learned When Emma Turned Six

In August of 2007, Jared and the kids and I loaded everything we owned into a U-Haul truck and a Chevy Trailblazer and drove away from everything we’d ever known about home. We moved from Parkersburg, Iowa to Central Florida, … Continue reading

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Why you cannot move in with your grandparents, Son.

Dear Devin, You told me over dinner that Grandma has taken you to Chuck E. Cheese like a million times. You lamented the fact that I have never taken you to Chuck E. Cheese’s since we’ve lived in Florida. “Yes, … Continue reading

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One is silver and the other gold

“Mom, when are we going to change houses again?” Emma doesn’t speak to me for the first half of our morning drive to daycare.  I think it takes her that long to get over being pissed about having to get … Continue reading

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I am too tired to write this post well, but I wanted you to know…

I knew Devin was fine. He had told me as much on the phone when he had insisted “I love you too Mom, but I gotta go now!” Devin had spent the first 7 years of his life amongst a … Continue reading

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Bittersweet

Today is the day I’ve been waiting for… almost. Kind of. Today, the last of The Company flies home. And tomorrow I will revel in the fact that I have my house back. Tomorrow I will come home from work … Continue reading

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A Eulogy

I’ve been wanting to write this here for a while.  But it’s long and it never seemed the right time, until now. My mother and I went to Church together this past Mother’s Day weekend, which is a rare treat … Continue reading

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Remembering…

Thanksgiving is supposed to about family.  And food.  And laughter and joy and wonderful things. It’s not supposed to be this. Thanksgiving is not supposed to be sitting on a cold, hard pew in an empty funeral home.  My brothers … Continue reading

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