The Lucky Mom
This time last week, I was on a cruise ship in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico, with nothing to worry about except whether to have wine or dessert after dinner. 543 more words
4 months, 1 week
This time last week I found myself in the midst of an existential crisis. The kind where you cry and drum up all the reasons why your life is terrible.
5 months, 3 weeks
I studied the painting on the wall of the cold exam room. A jazz musician playing a shiny saxophone. I’d seen it before, but never gave it much attention. 601 more words
8 months, 2 weeks
He stepped into my kitchen and extended his hand. I smiled and greeted him. While shaking his hand I glanced around the room.
My son was surrounded by his friends. 407 more words
8 months, 4 weeks