Tag: love

The Ghosts of Our Broken Washers

I’ve had a lot of broken washing machines in my life. Only one was literal and the rest were all figurative.

I pictured her handing me paper stacks of glue and popsicle sticks until she was in her 50s.

You never realize how much of your life isn’t kid friendly until you find yourself tasked with being friendly to kids.

The scariest part was never about what he would or wouldn’t do.

We’re not supposed to talk about these moments. We’re supposed to pretend they don’t happen and hide them behind our shiny social media accounts.

They know to never listen if I ask them to smell their food or accept a Hurtz Donut.

My son is not a worst-case-scenario. He’s the realest human being I’ve ever met.

Time has made many interactions I once would have thought impossible possible

You don’t need to have someone playing social volleyball with you to have them in your life

Glitter, rainbows, and the pure, unadulterated chaos of a Scandinavian Death Metal mosh pit.