I vividly recall my first encounter with symbolism. I was in grade one, and my teacher read the class a poem about trees, ‘wearing dresses of white and dancing gracefully in the wind”. It had just snowed that day, and as I walked home after school, Continue reading “A Lesson on Symbolism and Love”
Tag: Family
Not Today (Hold On)
She stood on the stool with the noose around her neck and wondered why it was so difficult to let go, now that she was here. Continue reading “Not Today (Hold On)”
My Daughter Isn’t Ready to be a Grown-Up
My daughter isn’t in any hurry to have a ‘real’ job. She’s not in a hurry to join the workforce; to make a name for herself; to carve out a niche in the world. To be a grownup. Continue reading “My Daughter Isn’t Ready to be a Grown-Up”
Mom, Can I Come In?
Falling in love when your kids are teenagers can be… awkward. Continue reading “Mom, Can I Come In?”
The Last Temper Tantrum
My daughter was so quiet, in her first two years, that at one point a family member confided worriedly to me that she was afraid my daughter ‘didn’t understand French.’ I had done a lot of reading about children simultaneously learning two (or more) languages, and I knew – if this person didn’t – that my daughter understood what was going on around her, and very well, at that. “It will come”, I would tell the family member, with more confidence than I felt. “Some children are on a different timetable than others.” Continue reading “The Last Temper Tantrum”
A Few Things You Should Know About Me Before We Get Married
I hate to cook. I mean, really, really hate to cook. Given the choice between cooking for four people or washing dishes for 100, I will take the dishes, every time. Continue reading “A Few Things You Should Know About Me Before We Get Married”
The Barn
My husband and I go to this wonderful place a few times a week to visit with a good-sized group of friends. Continue reading “The Barn”
“Mom, Don’t You DARE…”
When my children were in elementary school, they had a great many wonderful teachers whom I still think of fondly. Continue reading ““Mom, Don’t You DARE…””