parenting
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Unexpected
Post-PCS move, all the boxes are unpacked. The paper (oh so much paper) has been meticulously straightened and folded and packed into one giant box by my equally meticulous husband. (I’m more of a shove it in a box and pack it down type, but whatever.) We have offered it all to others in the… Continue reading
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Gratitude, Always
There is tired, and then there’s tired. The kind of tired you feel when you have done way more than there is time for, more than you’d planned, and are sleep deprived on top of it all. It’s the kind of tired you feel when you have to tuck your chin down, keep your feet… Continue reading
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Unexpected Magic
We’ve been planning this trip ever since we knew we’d be living this close. As we entered the gates and I saw the spires of the castle, the familiar characters, the Christmas carols playing over the sound system, I was overwhelmed. It’s been 30 years since I’ve been here. There is magic here. Beyond excited… Continue reading
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Learning vs Schooling
My son was picked on by one kid last year. Repeatedly. It never got physical, but it was a daily torment. People with Aspergers or HFA can come across to us neurotypicals as abrasive, headstrong, disruptive, etc. That never excuses name calling, being picked on or having teachers turn a blind eye. My son was… Continue reading
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Wish
I wish you could see… I wish you could see what he’s like when no one is around, when no one is watching, warily sizing him up. The funny boy he is when he’s not trying so hard To impress you Make you like him To appear smart I wish you could see into her… Continue reading
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Milestones and Mermaids
Hannah eyeing the pregnant lady in the lounge chair, we made our way over to a shaded table to plunk down our towels and kick off flip flops for an afternoon poolside. The kids love the pool. Without fail they inquire the precise time we will be going to swim each morning. Kids off and… Continue reading
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Resilience
We always say it’s not going to happen. We’ll be there for each other, even after they move. Or we move. Or we both are flung to opposite sides of the world. And we swear, “This time. This time will be different. This time we’ll really stay in touch.” Military friends are a special breed.… Continue reading
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April Fools’ Day
“Hey Hannah,” I said, motioning her over to her Easter basket loot. “Do you remember eating these?” I asked, pointing to the Cadbury mini eggs. “No….well, kind of…” she replied. “These are your dad’s FAVORITE Easter candies. I thought you’d really like them, too,” I explained. Ever trying to include a deployed parent into daily… Continue reading
Life and Other Stuff 