After a very crazy few weeks which have included, but are not limited to, a husband who was injured and bled so much it looked like a crime scene, sick kids, doctor visits, dental issues, broken appliances, various children having meltdowns over homework and lost shoes (which would not be lost if people would only put them in the basket conveniently located at the front door … [Read more...]
The Gift of Shared Misery
When I look back at my childhood, it occurs to me that my best memories come from the shared misery my two sisters and I endured at the hands of my parents. Sharing the back seat of the family Volvo for numerous trips to my uncle’s dairy farm, often with bags of cow manure for my father’s organic garden in the trunk. The three of us had to figure out different ways to … [Read more...]
