Dear Meredith Vieira’s Mom, I don’t know if this is a true story. But in my mind it is very real. I believe one day years ago, I heard your daughter, Meredith, tell the world something you taught her. It…
Category: The Things I Need to Say
To Kindergarten or Not to Kindergarten
In September 1983, I was 5-years-old. So I went to kindergarten. (Shout out to Mrs. DeRiso from St. Margaret’s Catholic School in Little Ferry, NJ.) My parents didn’t question whether I was ready. It never dawned on them that maybe…
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I hate Legos. I hate the size of them. I hate the amount of them. And I hate all the times they have punctured the arch of my foot. But they keep Grady focused, on task and entertained. So I…
Llaman
Living in Miami can be very challenging for those of us who don’t speak Spanish. For example, I need to register Annie Bea for kindergarten in the fall but I also need to fill out forms to have her transferred…
XOXO
“Don’t be rude. Give your uncle a hug.” “Get back here and give Mr. Whatever a kiss.” “Did you say thank you and give Miss Lady a hug?” “Go give everyone a kiss and a hug goodnight.” I can still…
Dear Teachers,
It’s been five days since a 19-year-old boy went on a shooting spree at a high school here in Florida. I’m tired. I’m sad. I’m sick. I’m heartbroken. And I’m torn. On one hand, I want to say the words…
A Letter to a Mom
I just read a story about a woman who secretly delivered her baby in a bathroom stall at the Tucson International Airport. She left her baby boy on the changing table in the women’s room with a note that read,…
1998, 2018, 2038
1998. I was a sophomore at Syracuse University. And if I had to guess what 19-year-old Nicole was doing on this very day, at this very time, exactly twenty years ago, here’s what I’d say. I was probably waking up…
Onions
Onions make Jason gag and dry heave and, if they’re crunchy enough, projectile vomit. It’s important to know these little details about your significant other so that when you have a fight, you never have to go to bed angry.…
Wackjobs
They should have a psychiatrist in every Labor and Delivery room handing out Wackjob certificates to all the new moms. Because the second you gain a baby is the second you start losing your mind. You go from “La De…