What Would Shaun T. Do?: Slice of Life #sol16

We have a new guru in our house, and his name is Shaun T. Shaun T. eats whole-wheat bread with lots of seeds. He advocates one fruit smoothie every day. He knows that protein at breakfast is a must. Lately, he’s on a yoga kick: he’s been telling everyone they should do yoga at least…

Two Words: Slice of Life 30/31 #sol16

Bad news I knew He didn’t Dr’s recommendation Two words No contact Concussion risk It means No football He’s done He hears Dream destroyed He hears Life over To me Thin dream Thinking small To him The world His future Fame, fortune Making it Being somebody Now quiet So quiet Too quiet No words For…

Root Beer Floats: Slice of Life 20/31 #sol16

“My friends absolutely love you,” my son tells me. I raise my eyebrows in a question. “Yeah, I’ve told them whenever I get in trouble, you make me a root beer float.” It takes me awhile to stop laughing. “Do they believe you?” I finally ask. He snorts. “Of course they do! They’ve met you!”…

Roots: Slice of Life 9/31 #sol16

My son cringes when he looks at me. “You’re going to die!” he says. “You’re dying right now!” As with so many of his pronouncements, this one comes out of the blue, no context to ground me or clue me in on how best to respond. Philosophically? Why yes, we’re all dying. Every minute we…

Reset: Slice of Life 7/31 #sol16

I make the drive to Rapid City once or twice a week. Usually I’m on my way to an appointment–here are therapists, doctors, tutors, hairstylists–or I’m running errands–here’s the Walmart, the Safeway, the library, the UPS store. But today’s trip is just for me. I’m driving 120 miles round-trip to get a cup of coffee,…

Emergency Room: Slice of Life 3/31 #sol16

By now, I know he’s going to be okay but I’m still running because he expects me to be the kind of mom who runs from the car to the emergency room. He can’t see me, but my husband is watching out the door and narrating my movements, so I run. He is stretched out…