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The Missing Girl
Please note this story includes some minor sexual content.
One day at a rest stop I was looking at the pictures of missing children on the board and one of them looked like me. It sparked this idea of a girl seeing herself at a rest stop many years after she went missing.
Monsters in the Water
I was watching my daughter swim one day with her team and one of the other kids kind of swam over her. She just dipped briefly under water and was totally fine, but of course my imagination took me somewhere else.
Motherhood is Changing, But I’m Still Tired
Contributed to New Orleans Moms.These days I seldom fall asleep exhausted from a day of meeting basic needs. Instead, I fall into bed exhausted, but lie awake wondering if I properly managed that emotional outburst or over-explained the concept of cancer. Was I too...
I Don’t Like Salmon
A widow re-enters the dating world.
There’s not much to say about this one. I just really love this story.
A Unicorn Story
Originally posted on Time Worn Tales Photography, we took a normal photo shoot and turned it into a magical adventure. As they arrived, Charley squealed at the sight of her old friend Flirty. The Winter Unicorn sat waiting amidst the trees. Forgetting she was a...
Mom Guilt and a New Orleans Style Birthday Party
Originally contributed to New Orleans Living MagazineMost importantly, my quiet little boy got a chance to cut loose and be the center of attention. He was happy. As for me, I was reminded that I can give my second child, the one who doesn’t ask for much, a great...
I’ve Been Measuring My Worth by My Weight
Contributed to New Orleans Mom. Most of my day, even if I’m wearing a smile, I’m fighting an internal battle. Inside my mind, I am berating the clothes I’m wearing, wondering if my double chin is showing and thinking about my weight. I’m assessing if there are...
You Didn’t Have the Miscarriage, But You Suffered Too
Contributed to New Orleans Mom Then I turned my head, just so I wouldn’t see the truth, and I saw Dave’s face. He, too, was watching the screen. He, too, was in pain. His hand was still in mine, so I squeezed it tightly to remind him I was there. Together we got...
Ditch the Car and Take the Train
Contributed to New Orleans Living Magazine We all enjoyed the travel time feeling more social than obligatory, and the vacation felt longer as a result. However the delays soured the experience. All in all, it might not be our primary form of travel but we are happy...