For those who gather reluctantly

It’s seven A.M. and I am bleary-eyed, shuffling around the kitchen, washing out my daughter’s thermos and pulling random things off the shelf to pack in her lunchbox. The familiar sensation of frustration tinged just on the side of anger slithers up my spine and nests itself comfortably in a knot at the base of my […]

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I grew up imagining a life in which one day I would finally hit my stride. I would land the job. Buy the house. Marry the person. Have the child. And the rest would all be enjoyment and bliss and the greatest frustrations would arise when someone forgot to press “start” on the dishwasher at […]

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