A Mama’s Tug o’ War

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I’m writing from the playroom sofa; it’s 1am. The boys are vomiting in turn, sitting up sad in their matching twin beds, the ones that were bunked in my brother’s room thirty-something years ago. Brother …

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September 17 2014

Keepsake

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When you wake up on a Thursday morning in July, if you happen to be ten years old, the good news is: you will not be going to school. In fact, barring a decent parent’s intervention, …

Family

September 16 2014

Warrior Mom

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He addressed the men. “How many of you feel like warriors? I mean, you would dive over sofas, wielding swords to protect your families, right?” All the men raised their hands. “I mean, women don’t …

Family

September 15 2014

I Am Placed

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I was caught off guard by how quick and hard the tears came. This moment was weeks in coming, and while I expected there to be some emotions, I didn't expect this. They lodged themselves …

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September 10 2014

I ask, and yet

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My father called with the news that my grandmother wasn’t well. She hadn’t been well for some time; she was in her nineties, and the years were catching up. We made a hasty decision. We …

We Gave Birth in a Hospital That Wasn’t Being Bombed

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My wife and I fell in love to the sounds of distant gunfire and the sonic boom of fighter jets. We went out on our first date to a steak house just down the road …

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