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Black socks and Birkenstocks
She’s wearing black athletic shorts and a black t-shirt, her braid bouncing off her upper back as she strolls beside me in the parking lot. We are heading into Nordstrom Rack in search of a dress for...
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Another Saturday night
I’m home alone at 7:00 pm on a Saturday night, and I’m lonely. My husband is taking our son to his 7:40 p.m. indoor lacrosse game, and our daughter is heading to a friend’s house. A decade ago, I would...
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A fresh pair of eyes
The partially empty nest doesn’t clean itself. On the day Gwen moved into her dorm, my SUV was stuffed to the gills, complete with a large man-sized duffle bag strapped to the roof. One would think...
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Rated M for mature
My fifteen-year-old son has been asking for some new Xbox games for months. He has his own money, but that isn’t the issue. The issue is that he wants games that are rated M for Mature (age 17+), and...
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Technology bonding generations
I shift a few inches to the right, edging closer to Matt in the crowded diner booth. To my left, James snickers as my movement against the vinyl bench creates a sound identical to a release of bodily...
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Tips for college freshmen, from the college freshman
Before my college freshman heads back to school for her second semester (yes, she is still home), I asked her the hard-hitting questions that every high school senior wants to ask. Or should be asking...
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Finding our mojo
“Let’s drop the dog off and walk some more,” my 18 year plus one day old daughter says as we approach the house. Our senior pup Nellie can still complete the three-quarter mile lap around the block,...
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Eighteen summers, plus one
A few years ago, I wrote a piece entitled “Eighteen Summers.” I bemoaned the passing of time, thinking I had only eighteen summer vacations with my children until they left the nest. The start of...
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Mother-son bonding
“Quiz me on the positions again,” I say to my fifteen-year-old son as I place my phone face down on the corner of the table. He is running errands with me, something he does as infrequently as he...
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Lucky number eight
When I was a kid, I had a lucky number. I was fickle as many children are, so the lucky number was whatever my age was. It was five, then six, then seven, then eight. When I was eight years old, I...
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The six types of parents at Back to School night
I really don’t know how parents with more than two children do it. I have two kids, three years apart, which means that I have attended Back to School night twenty-two times. In elementary school, I...
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A fresh pair of eyes
The partially empty nest doesn’t clean itself. On the day Gwen moved into her dorm, my SUV was stuffed to the gills, complete with a large man-sized duffle bag strapped to the roof. One would think...
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Rated M for mature
My fifteen-year-old son has been asking for some new Xbox games for months. He has his own money, but that isn’t the issue. The issue is that he wants games that are rated M for Mature (age 17+), and...
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Technology bonding generations
I shift a few inches to the right, edging closer to Matt in the crowded diner booth. To my left, James snickers as my movement against the vinyl bench creates a sound identical to a release of bodily...
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Tips for college freshmen, from the college freshman
Before my college freshman heads back to school for her second semester (yes, she is still home), I asked her the hard-hitting questions that every high school senior wants to ask. Or should be asking...
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Finding our mojo
“Let’s drop the dog off and walk some more,” my 18 year plus one day old daughter says as we approach the house. Our senior pup Nellie can still complete the three-quarter mile lap around the block,...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Eighteen summers, plus one
A few years ago, I wrote a piece entitled “Eighteen Summers.” I bemoaned the passing of time, thinking I had only eighteen summer vacations with my children until they left the nest. The start of...
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Mother-son bonding
“Quiz me on the positions again,” I say to my fifteen-year-old son as I place my phone face down on the corner of the table. He is running errands with me, something he does as infrequently as he...
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Lucky number eight
When I was a kid, I had a lucky number. I was fickle as many children are, so the lucky number was whatever my age was. It was five, then six, then seven, then eight. When I was eight years old, I...
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The six types of parents at Back to School night
I really don’t know how parents with more than two children do it. I have two kids, three years apart, which means that I have attended Back to School night twenty-two times. In elementary school, I...
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