Month: August 2014

Indiana 2014 – It’s a Wrap

I can’t imagine going back there unless one of them is gravely ill or dead. I’m so done.  It’s not their fault, I guess.  It’s not mine, either.  The Universe threw us together into this thing called a family, which somehow takes on this “till death do us part” kind of promise, which is completely unfair when we don’t get to do the choosing. … Read More Indiana 2014 – It’s a Wrap

Indiana 2014 – Day 3 (Fathers and Feathers and Fish)

He did it again. It seemed like the middle of the night when I thought I heard a knock at the door.  I wanted to ignore it, but my son was sleeping on the sofa bed and I went to check it out. There he was – my son – receiving instructions in low tones from my father, who had decided to take him … Read More Indiana 2014 – Day 3 (Fathers and Feathers and Fish)

Indiana 2014 – Day 2 (Boats and Bears)

The second day of the trip began the way most of my days begin – with the donning of the running gear and a glance at the schedule while the kids lay sleeping.  I had contacted the local high school before we left to see if I could make use of their running track for my interval training.  The answer was yes, and that’s … Read More Indiana 2014 – Day 2 (Boats and Bears)

Indiana 2014 – Day 1 (Showers and Shit)

I stood in the bathtub in my mother’s outdated bathroom under a trickle of water that was supposed to be a shower and wondered if I would ever get clean.  I looked up at the mint green walls with the mauve seashell wallpaper border along the ceiling line and thought, Mom doesn’t even like the beach.  A jar of shells sits on the vanity, … Read More Indiana 2014 – Day 1 (Showers and Shit)

Trust Me

I trust you.   Cross my fingers, hope to god you won’t hurt me.  Until you do. We hurt.  We get really, really mad.  And if we can’t let go of the grudge it eventually kills us like a slow-spreading cancer.  But between perceptions, cultural differences, beliefs, and basic human nature, we’re bound to feel hurt by someone we love now and again.  Sometimes I … Read More Trust Me