GOD I MISS YOU

God I miss you   I miss you every morning when you walk in to school with your swollen backpack.   I miss you every heavy nap you take without being in my own arms.   I miss you every time I can’t wipe your tears as you scrape your newly formed skin.   I… Read more »

THIS IS MOTHERING

“Enjoy every minute,” I heard over and over again when my son was a newborn. “It goes by so fast,” older women in the grocery store checkout lines confided. But it didn’t feel like it was going by quickly at all. It felt like I’d been ripped out of my old life and plunked down… Read more »