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and then, just like that, everything became awesome again
wordless wednesday
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Tag Archives: love
a short story
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Connor (and I) had a snow day today. I could write another (potentially incredibly long) post about the fun of simultaneously trying to work and hang out with your almost seven-year-old but I’m too tired. And sore. Well, that might just be my legs from the sledding, but still. Continue reading
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six teeth gone (as of this morning). growing up way too quickly.
the best gift
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It’s my birthday.
The first order of business? An admission. I turned 30 today. Oh geez, okay. I’m 33. However, I do appreciate the one friend who texted, “u make 40 look good” and the other who confirmed that I’m actually beginning my 34th year. Yeah, thanks for that.
my heart
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I frequently tell my boy he is my heart and now I have the bling to prove it (thanks to a very good friend). It seems like such a simple charm, but really, that one little ‘C’ on that one little heart communicates absolutely everything this mom feels about her child.
“Making the decision to have a child – it’s momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.” – Elizabeth Stone
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if i could package that face and wrap it up for christmas, it would be all i’d ever need.
those everyday moments
I must admit that it’s been very difficult for me to focus on anything this weekend other than those families impacted by what happened in Newtown, Conn. on Friday. I wrapped gifts late Friday evening and watched as emotional news anchors recapped the events of the day, and on Saturday, as one of the victim’s fathers described his last conversation with his daughter in Portuguese, a language he had been sharing with her. Continue reading
wordless wednesday
I wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then.
– Bob Seger, “Against the Wind”
I posted this to Facebook as well, but then I realized I wanted to have it forever and ever. Seeing my baby boy … playing in the leaves … forgetting (at least momentarily) the other stuff … pure joy.
I didn’t lay there for long, though, to be clear. The leaves were wet. Eww!
october sixth
I went to visit him last night. To be completely honest, I didn’t get out of the car but I still talked to him. I told him that I was sorry and that I can’t believe he’s been gone for four years. And then, in typical fashion, he made me laugh. I remembered that last in-person conversation we’d had just a few months before October 6, 2008 … the one where he invited me to his funeral. He laughed and I may have punched him but he reiterated that he meant it. I really was invited. You still make me laugh today, JJ. I’ll love you forever, and just like I signed off the text to my dad last night about that story … brat.
the only great-grandpa he ever knew
when i miss him
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i go look for him
a brand new ending 