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What I said:Dear Principal:It has come to our attention that our daughter Soledad Woodard, a kindergartner at XXXXXXElementary, is being bullied by a boy named XXXXX(second grader) on the bus…
“Heaven help me, heaven help me.Talk to strangers, talk to strangers.Heaven help me.Over you.Help me over you.I can’t seem to take these changes.Everything reminds my heart of you.”These lyrics keep…
I suppose works of art move people in different ways.They can make you wonder in clouds of blue.They can flood in memories of white-washed front porches and smells of Hydrangea after…
(Today, I’m also at Great Expectations. I’ve got a Perfect Summer Dinner Recipe calling your name!) It’s summertime. Which for all intents and purposes, is the time for laziness. If…
My brains are pushing on the edge of my skull trying to get out.I can feel the thumping. Thump. Pound. Thump. Pound.If my children ask me for something to eat…
“A single rose can be my garden. . . .A single friend, my world.” ~ Leo Buscaglia, Tireless Advocated of the Power of Love (1924-1998) Friends. I love them. They…
Today is a glorious and a sad, sad, day indeed. Today is the end of a long journey for myself and millions of other people. The last of 8 adored movies…
Dear Soledad,Smiles you are to me.Grinning cheesy toothless smiles, that make my heart glow.You are swings, swinging high with the wind whooshing by.Your rhythm is contagious.It’s the rhythm of your…
This weekend, my husband’s family had a reunion.It was in the country, where it’s hot. Sweltering, blistering, and humid. You know the kind of hot, where in the movies the…
Damn it.I told you this was going to happen. And now that it has, I’m all broken up about it. It doesn’t help that I had a really crappy yesterday…