Tag Archives: family

built a house today.

Today’s entertainment including minor home construction. And by minor, I mean small… not insignificant. Because my kids loved this. I’m not a fan of gingerbread, but it was fun and not at all tempting for me. Because it was gingerbread … Continue reading

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second best present.

I didn’t have many [any] suggestions when my family asked me what I wanted for Christmas so I had no idea what to expect when I unwrapped gifts from them on Christmas morning. But I was pleasantly surprised. I got a … Continue reading

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delicious traditions.

My family has traditions. Old ones, new ones… and nearly all of them attached to a special day – a holiday, a birthday, or another such special occasion that occurs once each year. And like lots of family traditions, many of … Continue reading

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i win christmas.

As I begin writing this, it is 8 pm on the 23rd of December. And I am done. I have been done since 4:30 this afternoon. I am just sitting on the sofa watching The Grinch, stunned I have time … Continue reading

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being mom.

I’ve had days when I can’t figure out what the hell made me think I could handle being a parent. Am I really going to be able to take care of them? Give them everything they need? Keep them safe … Continue reading

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the cruelest christmas.

Christmas was magic when I was a child. Like the Christmas version of a Lifetime movie. Storybook-level magic. I wouldn’t have believed it was real-life if I hadn’t lived it. My parents were amazing and beyond generous. Christmas morning was … Continue reading

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unexpected holiday joy.

This afternoon, less than two weeks until Christmas, we finally got our [fake] tree down from the attic. I should rephrase that. John got our tree down from the attic. I do not go up there. Ever. I did once … Continue reading

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the gift of freedom.

the gift of freedom. The reason she hated me never made sense. In her head, I committed some great offense. Her cruel, harsh words were a mystery at first. I only lived my life, chased my dreams, not hers. I … Continue reading

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