Graduation is less than a month away, and I’m sorting through a box full of old, random photos that date back to 2001, the year my daughter was born. As if that’s not enough to make me actually feel my heart pound outside of my body, her 18th birthday is this week. It’s like I…

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Two years ago my daughter was about to leave the nest. The soft, feathered, built-painstakingly-by-hand nest I’d created for her since the moment I knew she existed. Fine, her father helped…but still. I knew I needed to tell her all the things before she left, but didn’t feel like I needed to write one of the…

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Two years ago my daughter’s high school graduation was looming, and I was panicking. My hairdresser had inadvertently given my hair a Kardashian ombre look, I couldn’t find a new dress that was the perfect blend of “this is an important enough event for me to actually wear a dress” and “but it doesn’t look…

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Two years ago at this time I felt like I was sitting in the Millennium Falcon about to make the jump to light speed*. My daughter was thisclose to graduating high school, and the year—and the previous 18 and a half—had flown by, which made me a conflicted mess of emotions. Sad, obviously, that the time…

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A year ago my daughter was about to leave the nest. The soft, feathered, built-painstakingly-by-hand nest I’d created for her since the moment I knew she existed. Fine, her father helped…but still. I knew I needed to tell her all the things before she left, but didn’t feel like I needed to write one of…

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I used to like to think I was crafty. When my girls were little I’d pull out the old-school, gritty construction paper, felt squares, yarn, googly eyes, and pipe cleaners every now and again for distraction. Problem was, I was always left with really ugly shit that I had to display proudly on my walls…

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Well you guys, after this past week I can now check yet another major item off the life event list: Thing 1’s college orientation. And like most of the other items we’ve experienced over the past year, this one seemed to be over and crossed off the list even before it started. This shitz starting…

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I almost hesitated to write this post for fear of over-saturation on the subject. But then I remembered this was my blog, and remembered the very definition of the word blog, and was like, suck it! I’m over-saturating all over this shit. (BTW, I have no idea what that means and apologize for going all…

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Yesterday was my daughter’s last day of high school. I’d like to tell you I spent the day reminiscing and going through old photos and school papers while drinking mimosas and wiping away beautiful tears, but that’s not true. Well, most of it’s not true.

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How many teenagers does it take to break a papasan chair? After the all-night after prom party we hosted Saturday night, I now know. (Three in case you were wondering.) In the immortal words of Lionel Richie, those kids partied…karamu-ed…fiesta-ed…forever. All. Night. Long. Actually, that’s not entirely true. There were moments when I was a…

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