So I woke up the other day and it seemed like it would be a plain ol' ordinary day. Not a Bad Day, mind you, just a regular, run-of-the-mill day. And then, in the course of this generic, average day, my 19-year-old son sent me a hastily composed message that contained this sentence: "This tattoed boy loves you more than youll ever know." And with a click of a mouse, ordinary became extraordinary.
Motherhood. What a kick.
The thoughts and adventures of a woman confronting her second half-century.
About Me
- Facing 50
- Woman, reader, writer, wife, mother of two sons, sister, daughter, aunt, friend, state university professor, historian, Midwesterner by birth but marooned in the South, Chicago Cubs fan, Anglophile, devotee of Bruce Springsteen and the 10th Doctor Who, lover of chocolate and marzipan, registered Democrat, practicing Christian (must practice--can't quite get the hang of it)--and menopausal.
Names have been changed to protect the teenagers. As if.
Love it. He's a pretty cool kid. (did you read that, tatooed son?)
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