Tag: motherhood
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Skating
When I am on skates, I feel invincible. It is me, wheels, movement, and music. Everything else just fades away. It started when I was seven. I lived on skates in the summer and was a rink rat during the winter. I discovered it was the perfect thing for Midwesterners to do all four to…
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Quit
I have so many reasons to quit writing. I have people depending on me. I love my job, the people, and I want to keep growing. I want to keep growing my children and my marriage, too. My waistline is growing, and I want to exercise more. I can’t wish more hours into a day.…
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Season
My team member, as he left the office today for the last time, headed for his new career adventure, told me we had a good season together. It made me happy, but it also challenged my notion of a season. I live in Michigan to fully experience the four seasons of nature. I get howthose…
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Band
Next to a field of wildflowers, under the last of the summer moons, we hosted a bonfire for my son’s marching band. As diverse as those flowers, the musicians gathered around a volleyball net and played, laughed, and lived fully in this moment of youth. I remembered my son, little and indignant. He was quiet,…
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Mom
Mom, mom, MOM, moooooommmmmm, I hear amidst the din of Saturday Costco shoppers. I’m hiding in the dairy, an old milk maid soothing a hot flash. They want to spend my money on twenty pounds of salty snacks that will go stale like my mood this insufferable July afternoon. Mom, mmmmmmmmmmom, m-O-m. How did that…
Kelly Rogers 