Last night, I dreamt you were a teenager. In my dream you were tall and, of course, beautiful, just as you are now. The strangest thing for me was that you spoke…
Tag: mommy love
A mommy musing…
I’ve been reminded recently of the person I used to be. The person who lived for her work, partied until dawn and vehemently denied that she ever wanted children. I lived hedonistically,…