I’ve had three mornings this month where I’ve gotten out of bed easily. Otherwise, I lie there, telling myself it’s OK to go back to sleep again. Or, if I must get up to take the kids to school, I make promises, negotiations with myself, about when I can go
Last we spoke, my mother was visiting for spring break and it was painful as hell. Whelp, she abruptly curtailed her visit when Little called with Bad Medical News. Here’s some photos of the super bloom we were visiting, which meant that when we got back into cell tower range,
This edition of LOLAnne Newz begins with me spending an inordinate amount of time planning fantasy vacations around the globe. Regularly scheduled blogging time! Work time! Sleep time! Dinner-prep-so-I-guess-you’re-eating-sandwiches-tonight time! No minute was sacred when it came to browsing google flights or VRBO. So much time, in fact, that on
Over the years, I’ve watched a few other bloggers go through the death of a parent. Inevitably, there was silence for a while, and I always wondered, What is going on over there? Does the experience cross some unspeakable line, too personal or painful to reveal? I must also confess
Several lovely people have reached out to check in with me since my dad died. I am so appreciative, thank you. I haven’t posted because I honestly don’t know how I’m doing. My mother called once, mostly to talk about her newly widowed resolutions: making no major decisions for a