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
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.
7 months, 2 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
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. 405 more words
10 months, 2 weeks