Swingsets

There was a time when I was in an angsty phase. Overall, I had a pretty happy upbringing. I’m sure I had stubborn moments as a tot, but from my parents’ stories, I sound generally compliant. And I was definitely not a rebellious preteen or teenager. The intermediate years, though, were a time of transition.… Continue reading Swingsets

If only

“Just ten more minutes,” I groan as I turn off the alarm and crawl back into my den of covers. “I need ten more minutes,” I implore to no one as I try to put on a shoe while brushing my teeth and making coffee. “It would be so nice to have ten more minutes,”… Continue reading If only