I laugh quietly as I remember the time when I hid you in a basket full of clean laundry while playing hide and seek with you and a group of other kids. It was your turn to hide and I always tried to find the most ingenuous hiding spots that kept kids searching and searching, […]
poetry
Envy
I used to envy the moms who seemed to have it together -the ones who made it look easy and whose lives afforded them luxuries like driving their kids to school, or the big house with a pool and a big yard- things for which I worked hard but never reached no matter how others […]