Empty Nest, Part 2

July 15, 2010

Dog gone it…

I woke up crying at two in the morning. Little memory loops from my children’s lives played over and over in my head. I tossed and saw one alone in a big city. I turned and saw me losing patience with another. I rolled over on my back and saw the house full of them. I sat up and opened my eyes with my maternal failings bearing down on me, and I then gave up on sleep. Read the rest of this entry »

A Pair of Socks

April 26, 2010

My son came back from his morning run and told me he had passed a couple of our friends along the way. I asked him if they harassed him, maybe hooted at him or gave him shit. Read the rest of this entry »