Middle-Age

Hide-a-beds, Septic Tanks, and Other Holiday Traditions

“Oh yeah,” you finally recall, “It’s the holidays. I’m at my mother’s house. In the basement that my parents converted into a family room in 1977. On the old hide-a-bed couch.”

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Monstrous Holiday Expectations: A Mother’s Cautionary Tale

When I thought I was creating wonderful family traditions, I was really creating impossible family expectations that would come back to bite me in the holidays to come.

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Would you be your own best friend?

“I wish I could meet someone more like me,”… “But then again,” I joked, as our car’s wheels climbed the east side of the bridge, “I’m not sure I’d be friends with me if I met myself on the street.”

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Encouraging children is always in tune

Our son, Hayden, had expressed an interest in playing Tuba after we PCSed to Germany. “Tuba? Really?” I’d wondered.

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