Tag: sons
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Comfort and Limitations
It’s dark when the alarm goes off and my husband hits the snooze button to squeeze a few more precious minutes of sleep from his restless night. I lay there not quite wanting to open my eyes and tentatively move my sore limbs, regretting my decision to tear down a fence in the back only […]
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Where Do the Years Go?
Twenty-nine years and about two hours ago, I gave birth to my oldest after nine hours of labor with absolutely no meds. I was 22 years old. What did I know? But this isn’t about me. It’s about him. Although I emailed him first thing this morning hoping he’d see it, and tried the cell […]