I loved this. First essay about moms that I have been able to finish since I lost my own.
@rhp No...that was about ME! Seriously, that letter made my blood run cold and I though I was having some kind of dissociative experience until I saw how young the true writer was! Knowing other people suffer from this makes me feel better, but also worse because it sucks so bad I feel for anyone who goes through it.
@Lionel Mandrake Both of those scenes caused me to ugly-cry and almost take to my bed in the worst way. Once when I was twelve, the other time when I was thirty-five.
Word on the alarm clock with no snooze button! Get an old wind up and put it across the room. I have to get up for work by 430 am and it is the only thing that has prevented me from routinely over-sleeping and getting my butt canned.
"The Night Fly" is the only album I have had on almost every music medium. Album, cassette, CD and downloaded, and it would have been 8 track as well, but I am too young by a nosehair. Love that man.
*Jealous* Why can't I get calls like that? In my sleepy, stupid suburb people call 911 about squirrels dead on the road or keys locked in their cars. Most of the time, at least.
She sounds like the villain on some bad episode of "Hart to Hart". I kind of love her now.
This was incredible, moving, and just all around brilliant. Wow. (Bonus- I love quietly sobbing at my desk as it keeps the coworkers on edge just enough to give me my space. Keep 'em coming.)
My 10 yo is trying to get me to confirm that I am really Santa, but he is not pressing the issue. I think he knows the jig is up, but he doesn't want to risk getting fewer presents by calling me out.
At lease I dodged that whole "Elf on the Shelf" business, though! PHEW!
@hockeymom They aren't free-range in Brooklyn, though.