Those Parents

“We’re not those parents…” So said a friend as she stood outside her house one mid-summer Thursday afternoon.  I wasn’t there to hear her say it though. I was in the ambulance that had just whirred away from her neighborhood, speeding out of the desert with lights flashing and sirens blaring. My son–my precious baby… Continue reading Those Parents

YES WE CAN

If you’ve read my 100 Things About Me post you know that I cringe at the sound of the “R” word.  Likewise, I also take offense when I hear jokes being made about the “shortbus” or Special Olympics.  You can imagine, then, how appalled I was to see the President of our country mock Special… Continue reading YES WE CAN

It Does

It really shouldn’t work between us. He’s nonchalant, forgetful, and dawdling. I’m tightly-wound, organized, and detailed. He retreats when he’s angry. I can’t function without a thorough discussion. He knows the glass is half full. I focus on what’s missing. He squeezes toothpaste from the middle. I insist that from the bottom is the only… Continue reading It Does