He would have been two tomorrow. Cayne Aaron Brown. He was a cute little stinker who ran around stealing our hearts until his stopped forever on January 29, 2026. I'm so glad we had a chance to meet him and get to know his happy little self and we will forever remember his snuggles, belly… Continue reading The Bluebird of Happiness
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Before He Was My Dad
My dad was in the Coast Guard. He never really talked about it and gave pretty vague answers if we asked about his time serving, so I never thought much about it. I guess I just assumed everyone’s family was like ours — dads served in the military before they had families and that was… Continue reading Before He Was My Dad
Silent Screaming at 7am
ROXIE REWINDS 💙Because some stories are just too good not to tell again. Originally published: May 21, 2013 The day started out pretty rough yesterday, as most Mondays usually do. I tried to put on one of those camisoles that are squishy-tight and supposedly smooth out your fat rolls like a tube of sausage. It… Continue reading Silent Screaming at 7am
Apparently I Ghosted Everyone in 2022
I ADHD’d myself so hard that I forgot I had another Instagram account. I’ve lost and forgotten more things than I can fathom. Hair ties, bobby pins, contacts, lip gloss, keys, cups, credit cards, pants, jackets … it’s been a lot. It makes me think of the saying, “Of all the things I’ve lost, I… Continue reading Apparently I Ghosted Everyone in 2022
Confessions of a Girl Scout Quitter
ROXIE REWINDS 💙Because some stories are just too good not to tell again. Originally published: 10/2012 The wait is finally over … that’s right, people … it’s GIRL SCOUT COOKIE SEASON! I thought it would never get here. I know I can get cookies at the store—heck, I could probably even make some—but there are… Continue reading Confessions of a Girl Scout Quitter
Rewriting the Easter Bunny Story
Easter. I think it probably brings different things to mind for everyone. I think of fluffy white bunnies, chocolate, and little kids in pastel outfits running around with baskets looking for eggs. Other people may think of church or religion. You could also think about family, big meals, and naps. But I think the resounding… Continue reading Rewriting the Easter Bunny Story
Love Never Leaves
Grief has come for our family.It showed up in the night and cruelly replaced our joy with heartache. It came for his parents first. And then for the rest of us. Just like the virus that snuck in and stopped his heart, it spread quickly, with no regard for the havoc it was wreaking on… Continue reading Love Never Leaves
We’re Probably in the Good Old Days
Nostalgia: a sad pleasure experienced in recalling what no longer exists.That’s what Merriam-Webster says, anyway. The older we get, the more we feel it. At least I do. I get nostalgic about the smallest things… like the days when Trixie was pitter-pattering her little feet all over the cheap linoleum floors of the kitchen. She… Continue reading We’re Probably in the Good Old Days
The Day I Signed my Life Back
Thirteen years ago, I signed a lease on a small apartment. My daughter sat beside me. I finished signing, laid down the pen, and put my forehead on the desk. And then I cried. I felt a hand on my back. My sweet 18-year-old baby grownup, Trixie, leaned over and asked softly, "Mom? Are you… Continue reading The Day I Signed my Life Back
Sleeping Bags and Summer Nights: Cousin Sleepover Memories
Ten of us slept on the porch that summer. There were 12 of us all together, though. We were a tight-knit group of cousins who saw each other as a group only once a year, but we knew each other better than the friends we surrounded ourselves with when we were apart. Family does that… Continue reading Sleeping Bags and Summer Nights: Cousin Sleepover Memories
Roxie Rides Again 