Letter to my children: Privacy and Dictionaries

Letter to my children: Privacy and Dictionaries

My dearest Beloveds,

Dragon, you reminded me this week of a consistent pairing that happens with parenthood. The trace bit of sadness and heartache that accompanies the excitement, thrill and pride when you master a new skill - the both and of life. In this instance you told me that you no longer want me to sit with you when you go potty.

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Letter to my children: On regret

Dearest Beloveds,

The summer of my 19th year, I lived with Winkie. She was in her 90s. Several memories stick out from that time. After spending the whole night out with friends, swimming in moonlit pools and drinking, “hmmm, I guess I just need to get used to the morals of 19 year olds,” she said to me with a twinkle at the breakfast table, “pass the toast please.”

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Letter to my children: Thoughts on time

Dearest Beloveds,

Your Momma has learned a very important lesson this month. Again. I am sure I have learned this lesson before, but this month I seem to be getting a really heavy dose of learning on this. Here is the lesson.

Make room in your life always for unforeseen obligations. Try not to be so busy that you don’t have space for the unexpected.

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