Ah, yes. The beginning of the school year. The happy chatter of children calling to one another on the playground, the smell of pencils, the glow of brightly colored backpacks. The mommies you tried to avoid all summer. And maybe some of the daddies too. #whome #notatmysonsschool #ofcourseiwasnttalkingaboutyou I begin each year with a zen…
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Blink and it’s gone
At the crack of dawn, I was already driving home from the airport, wiping big mama tears from my cheeks. My eldest was headed back to Texas, his fireman gear packed efficiently per his norm. Military precision is his modus operandi. While he was getting ready to board a plane, I was heading back to…
