Two days after bin Laden took his last breath, I woke up in a hotel room and opened a morning text from my 11 year-old. “We don’t have bread for lunches. My dream last night was Pakistan bombed us and I was scared. Soccer was good. Love you.” My heart sunk just a little. Sandwiched in between the ordinary slices ...
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We pick our story up after a kick-save ending to the hardcore “Prom-a” that had unfolded around the “ask” to my daughter’s senior prom (see previous blog). Crisis averted. My work there was done. A day and a half of shopping in Paris with friends; walking and eating, photos, smiles. The Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, the Left Bank, you get the ...
I last left you headed off on a mother-daughter weekend with my girl. I had the letter from her hopeful prom date in my pocket, having only learned few hours earlier of his request for me to have the pilot read the “ask” before take off. I had also managed to pack each of us into carry-on luggage, with a wee bit of room for new ...
As mothers — we want to make it all perfect. And so when my daughter started looking at prom dresses before she had the date, well, I was a nervous nellie. What if she didn’t get asked? It wouldn’t be the end of the world, she could go with a group as they all seem to do today. But it’s her senior year. ...
“I still get that little pang when I see you.” That’s what my husband says to me every now and then when he walks in the door and sees me. And even if I’m mad at him — even if I’m standing there with my hands on my hips, head cocked to one side— it still makes me smile. It stops me right in my tracks because there really isn’t anything ...