At last I was going on vacation. I chose Cancun Mexico. It screamed international without having to give up the convenience of Wal-Mart. My sister in law, always game to go away agreed to come before I even finished telling her the destination. Had I said, I was thinking of going to visit Nana, she […]
“I have some bad news” said the voice through the phone for the second time in a week. I felt my heart race and my spirits plummet as I braced myself for the news. Had I not received a similar phone call just two days earlier, I might not have assumed the worst, but in
“I have a surprise for you” said my ex as she bounded into my kitchen without so much as knocking on the door. “Oh, ok, hold on a sec.” I respond to her with a mix of dread and feigned enthusiasm. I finish doing the dishes as the calm of my house descends into chaos.
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My father came to Connecticut to live near me. Within weeks of his arrival we found out he was dying. It shouldn’t have come as too big a surprise. Only a year earlier we moved my 89-year-old grandmother from New York to Connecticut. We packed and unpacked all of her things. She was even going
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All I heard was the word married in excited muffled sounds as I listened through the window. That’s how it was with my wife and her sisters. They chatted it up on the phone on the weekends and although my wife liked to talk on the phone while walking around the block so all the
I am a whore, a prostitute, a holler for a dollar low life scum. I lied to the Girl Scouts of America. I have lied to the American Cancer Society, The Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, Lutheran Adoption Services, Catholic Charities, even a community program that helps at risk youth. I lied. I will continue to
She smiled at me and said with excitement: “February 14, it’s our half-a-versary.” We have been celebrating half-a-versaries since our first six months together. We were very much in love. We would seize upon the most insignificant event to celebrate our love. We celebrated our six month anniversary with as much enthusiasm as one would
By the time I get to the top of the steps I am winded. I try to catch my breath and look inconspicuous. I notice a stationary bicycle to my left, unlike any I had seen before. This one has a chair instead of the traditional bicycle seat. I am still panting as I straddle
She was out of my league. The school social worker at my kid’s school: Mrs. Taylor sat across the table from me. We were on a committee together. I knew nothing of her except for a brief phone call she made to introduce herself. My triplets and my older son were all new students at
I have not received a birthday card, letter or note from my father in years. I suppose the mail stopped when the emails began. Maybe the mail stopped when I was too old to get a birthday card. When I saw the return address on the envelope I felt that familiar excitement that the mail