There’s something about driving in heavy traffic that makes me a little irritable. Some people may even call me a little road-ragey if they could hear me swearing under my breath at the moron who suddenly slowed to make a lefthand turn sans indicator. As a general rule, though, I keep my irritable responses mostly… Continue reading Horny
I was reaching into the ice box at work to grab my ice pack with a bit of a limp recently when a coworker asked what was wrong. I explained that I was icing my knee post-run. My hair was wet from the shower I’d had before I raced back to the office, along with… Continue reading Just for me.
Dear F, Today is your first day of school. In time, you will come to forget this day but it’s a memory I will carry with me always – like the first time you said I love you or the first time you walked across the living room to me, on December 22, 2010. You weren’t… Continue reading A Letter for F
Today, I greeted my preschooler for the last time. In only a few hours, I’ll be saying goodnight. After today, my little boy closes a chapter in the book of growing up. Tomorrow, he’s a schoolboy. Tomorrow. The curtain is closing. I don’t think the magnitude of this day had occurred to me until I… Continue reading Fin.
A few days ago, some of my amazing friends shared a couple of brilliant tweets aimed at me after I shared a blog post, and it made me laugh. While these tweets were sent with lighthearted smiles and love, the truth is that I’m regularly on the receiving end of similarly-worded comments that are anything… Continue reading If I had known…
