To My Son, Who is Turning Thirteen

Here we are, on the verge of big, bad teenagerdom. I'm not going to lie, I'm scared. Not all the time, and not even about the big, bad things, but nevertheless, she persisted worrying. Have I done enough? Have I reminded you to please and thank you enough? Taught you how to tell a joke... Continue Reading →

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To the Girls Who Shared Their Aqua Net With Me

For the past few summers, I've been getting together with a small group of friends from high school. Each year we seem to add a friend or two, like charms to a bracelet. And though it's been nearly thirty years since we threw our mortar boards into a cloudy, June sky, it's easy to slip back into a friendship... Continue Reading →

Blowing Bubbles

There was a time when I was moon, sun, and stars to my boys. Their days began and ended with me: a morning hug around the neck, a goodnight kiss in the dark. It was exhausting, but it was also gloriously uncomplicated. These days their need for me grows more nuanced by the hour. I... Continue Reading →

To All the Moms I’ve Loved Before

First was the mother who cradled me, belly then arms; the one who checked for breath in the middle of the night and stayed up until dawn slaying fevers, the one who documented first teeth and words, who started a living record in her memory. The mother who held out her arms to catch my first tentative... Continue Reading →

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D.E. Haggerty

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