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The Weight Of Babies
I found this photo of me pre-babies. It is not a photo of me at my thinnest. This is me after I gained a few pounds and was told my thighs jiggled when going over bumps in the car and told to tuck my gut into my pants. This is me pre-babies. This is the […]
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Lost & Found In New York
Sometimes I can’t find my way. Some days I forget my name. Every so often I remember that I left myself in New York City. My feet are barefoot on the spit splattered pavement somewhere on 8th ave. My legs are crisscross applesauce on a bench in Battery Park. My torso is dancing to the […]
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Not Another Peloton Endorsement
I have three kids. My oldest is currently eight years old. On the day he was born, I transformed into a woman I didn’t know I wanted to be. But this woman is a stranger. I have been trying to get to know her but I don’t know how to start up a conversation. “The […]
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Sundays
My Grandmother once said that the reason children grow up so fast is because they’ve lost their Sundays. Such days were reserved for rest. Now an hour is left for God’s people to confess. Even then, where’s the king sofa to kick up your feet, the cat and dog at peace, sirens silent, the tyrants […]
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Window Treatments; Growing Up 15 Minutes West
The people who don’t use window treatments intrigue me. Do they want everyone to be able to see in? Or are they just frugal and see them as an unnecessary cost? It also makes me wonder why other people opt to cover their windows; even when the cost of them exceeds their means. Sheets and […]
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Here I Am
Photo by Margaret Muza I am Tif; a wife and mother from the Midwest living a life in my head. My earliest memories are of sitting in my bedroom filling notebooks with stories about people who were not me – or maybe people I could be some day. I always felt like I needed to […]
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